Thru the Phone

I Feel like no emotion
Causin these commotions
Erupted and exploded
Feel fucked up and eroded
Think nobody noticed
Knowin im the one that wrote it
Know my gas what got me floatin
Bitch i roll it
Then i toke it
Take two hits fore im all-knowing
Not knowing what im hoping
Got my heart back it'd been stolen
Swear these bitches just dont know shit
Spread they legs n leave em open

So irresistible
Made that bitch dismissible
Put up with the ridicule
That shit got too difficult
Left the bitch
It's ended
Got bitches on my friends list
At the clubs and with my niggas
Always down to fuckin send it
Shit for real i aint pretendin
Take the wheel n bitch im spinnin
Bump my music and they listen
Make it known this shit aint fiction

At the end im still gone miss it
Things that we done been through
Wasted start to miss you
Wishin' i could kiss you
Hope you hit my line so i can kiss you thru the phone

She wanna piece of that z-a-y
Sendin heart eyes
And money signs
Hoping im gon'
Make her mine
I been so caught up with shit so i tell her im busy
Really with bitches n hittin the city
Bouncing that ass n shakin their titties
Stuck in a vibe when i start to miss shawty
Changin my mind if she textin me sorry
Way outta line
Too loud at the party
Show up to my place
No calling
No warning
Pics on my page done got her horny
Under the covers and stay till morning
In the sheets before she leave
Makes me wonder what it means
Was it always what it seemed
She took this nigga made me fiend

Type of shit that i been missin'
Things that we done been through
Get wasted start to miss you
Wishin' i could kiss you
At the end I'm still gon' miss it
Things that we done been through
Get wasted start to miss you
Wishin' I could kiss you
Hope you hit my line so I can kiss you through the phone



Credits
Writer(s): Jose Collazo
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