How You Been?
(Ayo Whit)
If I called, would you pick up? Be honest
'Cause I'm lost in my thoughts and my conscience
Baby, I'm done with this bullshit and nonsense
You said you'd be there, why'd you break that promise?
God-damn, I miss the old you, what's all this acting different for?
Bitch, I thought I told you that I ain't into different hoes
Bitch, I thought I told you that I been on a different road
So I'ma hit your phone saying something like
"Ay, girl how you been?"
Can we make up, and fuck, and be friends?
But I guess if it's up it's stuck, can't make amends
Is that too much or what? Am I trippin'?
Pour a little too much when I'm sippin'
I pour a little too much when I'm lonely
And you must have forgot when you told me
That I was the only one, we took it slowly
Then we took it fast
But you were too faded, swear you love that gas
And I was impatient, I needed you bad
Now I think I'm crazy for needing you back
But I know you hate me for shit from the past
And being like that
Back to the days, I used to tell you I miss you
I was so blinded baby, and I looked past all our issues
Always thinkin' we straight, I always kept that shit simple
But I needed a change, I'm glad I made it official
If I called, would you pick up? Be honest
'Cause I'm lost in my thoughts and my conscience
Baby, I'm done with this bullshit and nonsense
You said you'd be there, why'd you break that promise?
God-damn, I miss the old you, what's all this acting different for?
Bitch, I thought I told you that I ain't into different hoes
Bitch, I thought I told you that I been on a different road
So I'ma hit your phone saying something like
"Ay, girl how you been?"
Can we make up, and fuck, and be friends?
But I guess if it's up it's stuck, can't make amends
Is that too much or what? Am I trippin'?
Pour a little too much when I'm sippin'
If I called, would you pick up? Be honest
'Cause I'm lost in my thoughts and my conscience
Baby, I'm done with this bullshit and nonsense
You said you'd be there, why'd you break that promise?
God-damn, I miss the old you, what's all this acting different for?
Bitch, I thought I told you that I ain't into different hoes
Bitch, I thought I told you that I been on a different road
So I'ma hit your phone saying something like
"Ay, girl how you been?"
If I called, would you pick up? Be honest
'Cause I'm lost in my thoughts and my conscience
Baby, I'm done with this bullshit and nonsense
You said you'd be there, why'd you break that promise?
God-damn, I miss the old you, what's all this acting different for?
Bitch, I thought I told you that I ain't into different hoes
Bitch, I thought I told you that I been on a different road
So I'ma hit your phone saying something like
"Ay, girl how you been?"
Can we make up, and fuck, and be friends?
But I guess if it's up it's stuck, can't make amends
Is that too much or what? Am I trippin'?
Pour a little too much when I'm sippin'
I pour a little too much when I'm lonely
And you must have forgot when you told me
That I was the only one, we took it slowly
Then we took it fast
But you were too faded, swear you love that gas
And I was impatient, I needed you bad
Now I think I'm crazy for needing you back
But I know you hate me for shit from the past
And being like that
Back to the days, I used to tell you I miss you
I was so blinded baby, and I looked past all our issues
Always thinkin' we straight, I always kept that shit simple
But I needed a change, I'm glad I made it official
If I called, would you pick up? Be honest
'Cause I'm lost in my thoughts and my conscience
Baby, I'm done with this bullshit and nonsense
You said you'd be there, why'd you break that promise?
God-damn, I miss the old you, what's all this acting different for?
Bitch, I thought I told you that I ain't into different hoes
Bitch, I thought I told you that I been on a different road
So I'ma hit your phone saying something like
"Ay, girl how you been?"
Can we make up, and fuck, and be friends?
But I guess if it's up it's stuck, can't make amends
Is that too much or what? Am I trippin'?
Pour a little too much when I'm sippin'
If I called, would you pick up? Be honest
'Cause I'm lost in my thoughts and my conscience
Baby, I'm done with this bullshit and nonsense
You said you'd be there, why'd you break that promise?
God-damn, I miss the old you, what's all this acting different for?
Bitch, I thought I told you that I ain't into different hoes
Bitch, I thought I told you that I been on a different road
So I'ma hit your phone saying something like
"Ay, girl how you been?"
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Writer(s): Kevin Powers, Timothy Kane
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