block my number

Block my number, you won't need that shit
Cause I probably did more than I need to admit
Cause I broke down, slowed down, seen me quit
I done tweaked too hard just to be a misfit
And I hope now, never be he that kid
And she let my hopes down just to be that bitch
She a Drew Hunter, the way she leave the commit
And I ask Plato how she leading me in
But the shadows on the wall don't paint the full picture
Tell her read the room, she an awful listener
Let her run my mind, shoulda never kissed her
I think I like her better when I'm off the liquor
Tryna hit me back, tryna be last summer
You just hibernate, only be in slumber
She wanna lay up, I don't need that jumper
She wanna link now, I don't need that number

Don't call, call, call
Don't text, text, text
Rather bet it all
On the next, next, next
All these calls
Don't fall
Don't call, call, call
Don't text, text, text
Rather bet it all
On the next, next, next
All these calls
Don't fall

It's a gold mine of lone minds
Wonder if I'm on yours
(You on mine)
It's show time, don't hide
Shadows from a cold time
Give no light, and I
(Don't wanna see you again)
Reminds me of a past
that I'm tryna forget
Done tryna make these ammends
Shadows never leave when the sun never sets
Heard some things through the grapevine
Block my number just to save time
I don't wanna text,
I don't really wanna face time
I can't take, another late night
Just to waste time
With you
All this shit is old news,
I don't wanna come through
Block my number
Don't use it

Don't call, call, call
Don't text, text, text
Rather bet it all
On the next, next, next
All these calls
Don't fall
Don't call, call, call
Don't text, text, text
Rather bet it all
On the next, next, next
All these calls
Don't fall

Don't text
Don't call don't text, ay
Just drop it all (just drop it all)
I got nothing left, ay
Oh oh oh
Just drop it all



Credits
Writer(s): Alec Fleming
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