This Thing Real

Cause I miss you, and I just thought of you, so I thought I'd call you to tell you that you were on my mind and I took that as a sign that I should call and say hi
Pull up another one, things change, I refrain from being another one
Cause this shit real, how you feel when you lost someone
Overtime I'm clocked in baby, thinking bout you, ain't seen a nigga lately. Reminded me how a nigga is impatient

I don't know if you miss me too. Bitch, you coming at me like a nigga, ain't nothing. Acting like all it was was just fucking. Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Girl, I must be out of my mind. Wait, like I'm late. It's late, but you up late. Goddamn
You selfish and selfless. Playing with niggas who known for vanishing. And I know they vanished when you texting me, girl
I can see, you can see, that it's something different. We ain't even conversating the same. Same, girl

And all I can do is answer the phone when you call. I say you love me, you like, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'll always love you. I say you love me, you like, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah
I say you love me, you like, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'll always love you
I say you love me, you like, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah

G.O.D
Are you still up? And if you are, you still jam
Or does having a new nigga change how you feel now
You say you love me, but you show me different

Showed you respect, could've showed you pimping like I showed the last bitch
Still talk to bitches, but it's only practice. You don't know you lack it
According to you, you a 10 out of 10. There ain't no room for improvement then
Honestly, what are we doing then? All of my Instagram stories you tuning in

All of my pictures you zooming in. Trying to find something to use against me
Whenever I bring up you and him, we can never be friends. We have too much history
I got an A in that. When I point out your flaws, I'm just stating facts
There are certain traits you lack, never had to improve, cause your ass crazy fat

Dude say you perfect to lay with that. You be falling for that
Till they break your heart, now you calling me back. War on me back
Fuck, I should hit ignore. But I end up fucking and hit it raw
Now I'm back picking up all your calls. Now I'm back kicking down all your walls

Now you back licking up all my balls. Fucking and dirty McDonald's stalls
Till you leave me again. Stuck wondering what you seeing in him
Swear that I'm done. But I'mma come running the next time you need me again
I can see, you can see, that it's something different

We ain't even conversating the same
And all I can do is answer the phone when you call
I say you love me you like ye ya
I say you love me you like ye ya

I say you love me you like ye ya
I say you love me you like ye ya
I say you love me you like ye ya



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Writer(s): Hil Kayembe
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