Leftovers

Hard not to be a pessimist
Harder not to second guess
What's going through her mental
Figured out it's not coincidental

That
She ain't hit me in a couple days
Thoughts are spinning every single way
It ain't never right to text her twice
Tempted to take out my phone and type

Did your
Phone get stolen
Cuz why u ain't hitting me back

I'll
Slow my
Roll
But I've just
Gotta know
Has the food
Gone cold?

Not a dummy I swear
But I care too much bout what she think
She must not think
About this, the way I do
Seen you a few times
And you must not know
How you run my mind

Is there someone
Else who's
So much cooler than me

I'll
Slow my
Roll
But I've just
Gotta know
Has the food
Gone cold?

It ain't real to you but
It's real to me
And I could keep it cool but
I'll never be the one thats right
For you so
I think I need to slow down
Slow down, slow down

I just don't know
Is it me or bro?
Can we take things slow?



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