Phone Call
Every night and then you used to call me
Talking about things and how they used to be between us
(Remember that?...Yo, take me off speaker)
But how you not gone see what you've done to me?
Time is up with me, fuck your apologies
(Fuck your apologies)
But I can't lie, these late nights
Got me all caught up
See your name on my phone pop up
Then it goes down
Just one call away
Then you on your way
Then it goes down down down
I ain't tryna waste no time
We should find a way to cool down
(So if I call you at 11, how is that not fitting you into
My day cause I could've just not called)
(Because that's the end of the day... are you kidding me?)
It's stupid things that be causing pain
I got these hoes up in my phone I admit that I'm ashamed
I hit the road then I'm ghost I know it leaves a stain
I know I play it off
But I swear you aint some bitch I'm playing
And I know you got problems in your past
And I know I triggered that but I aint no therapist
(Ah yea)
And you've been patient with my ways
You been all up in my dome
I'm just tryna get back home to that thang
But I can't lie, these late nights
Got me all caught up
See your name on my phone pop up
Then it goes down
Just one call away
Then you on your way
Then it goes down down down
I don't wanna waste no time we should find a way to cool down
Talking about things and how they used to be between us
(Remember that?...Yo, take me off speaker)
But how you not gone see what you've done to me?
Time is up with me, fuck your apologies
(Fuck your apologies)
But I can't lie, these late nights
Got me all caught up
See your name on my phone pop up
Then it goes down
Just one call away
Then you on your way
Then it goes down down down
I ain't tryna waste no time
We should find a way to cool down
(So if I call you at 11, how is that not fitting you into
My day cause I could've just not called)
(Because that's the end of the day... are you kidding me?)
It's stupid things that be causing pain
I got these hoes up in my phone I admit that I'm ashamed
I hit the road then I'm ghost I know it leaves a stain
I know I play it off
But I swear you aint some bitch I'm playing
And I know you got problems in your past
And I know I triggered that but I aint no therapist
(Ah yea)
And you've been patient with my ways
You been all up in my dome
I'm just tryna get back home to that thang
But I can't lie, these late nights
Got me all caught up
See your name on my phone pop up
Then it goes down
Just one call away
Then you on your way
Then it goes down down down
I don't wanna waste no time we should find a way to cool down
Credits
Writer(s): Goun Im, Andrew Decena, Dylan Joshua
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