After Hours

21 Shit
Yeah
Lost my phone
It's 12 pass 1
It's after-hours
Cant re-call
Cant call re-up
I need some sour
I hope she believe me
I'm not out here cheating
I'm not out here creeping
But they out here creeping
I'm just here for the weekend
I don't know what your speaking
Where you getting your info cause i don't know what your seeing
She tryna hit my phone its after-hours
Yeah
She tryna hit my phone its after-hours
I'll call you
I aint even tryna stall you
Really need this to fall through fall through yeah
She tryna hit my phone its after-hours
And im smoking sour
Sipping on patron im losing hours
I could hit her back i know i got the power
Know when its up its late you know its lit
They call it after-hours yeah
I'll call you
I'll call you
I aint even tryna stall you
Really need this to fall through fall through yeah
I Really need this to fall through
They on me
Im on too
But i don't want them
I want you
I don't got the time for this
You don't have the mind for this
I could barely find my words
What do you want from me
What do i gotta lose
I know the truth it hurts
We gotta be bulletproof

She tryna hit my phone its after-hours
She tryna hit my phone its after-hours
She tryna hit my phone its after-hours

Ohhhh ohhhh ohhhh
Its after-hours
Afterhours
Ohhhh ohhhh ohhhh
When they get they freak on
When they get they cheat on
When they get they creep on
When they get they meet on
And they get they sneak on
Yeah
She tryna hit my Tryna
Ohhhh ohhhh ohhhh
Midnight music midnight music midnight music
She tryna hit my phone its after-hours
And im smoking sour sipping on patron
Im losing
Ohhh ohh
Got the power
Lost my phone its 10 pass 4
Its after-hours
Called my phone my girl picked up she laughed about it



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Writer(s): Christopher Lewis
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