3Am
I really miss you
I hope you get this love letter that I sent you
Know you gon' move on, just know I won't forget you
Wrote you a few songs I'm tryna press the issue
I really miss you
Hope you get this love letter that I sent you
I sent you
It's 3 a.m., my phone ringin', I'm wonderin' who it is
It's a block number, shit, I'm thinkin' that it's a call from ****
Shit, I don't answer, I just hit decline and go to bed
If I stay up and reminisce, I'd probably double back again
Know you can't see behind this tent, but bae I'm in a Benz
I'm writin' love songs, hopin' that you can hear this shit
Shootin' star was hoopin', now I rap and empty out my clip
Sendin' money hopin' you gon' come back after what I did
My heart is callin' out for you, can you feel it?
Had to put it on my sleeve, shit, I'm just askin' for forgiveness
Just come back, yeah, I know I fucked you over
Had me in my feelings, I can't be around you when I'm sober
I need a hug, is it love for a thug
The only thing stuck on my mind is I keep fuckin' up
Tryna fix it with drugs, I just can't give it up
Told me that you don't want me around you
Baby, I just can't be without you
Need you to tell me that you want me
Tell me that you need me
Tell me that you want me
Baby, tell me that you love me
I need you unconditionally
You cut on my air supply
And that is why, I just need you right here with me
If I tell you the truth, I hope you don't look at me differently
I need you unconditionally
You cut on my air supply
And that is why, I just need you right here with me
If I tell you the truth, I hope you don't look at me differently
I damn near lost of it all, I pray be better tomorrow
I really missed your call and now I'm stuck havin' withdrawals
I'm sendin' messages, feel like I'm speakin' to a wall
And I miss fuckin' you, I'm goin' deep inside your walls
You in the club, I'm in the studio, I'm workin' hard
Remember when I told you I could really make it far
Now ask whatever fuck it I'm thuggin
Just me and Dlo, slide for the moment
If she fuckin' off, I'm hittin' three more
I really miss you
I hope you get this love letter that I sent you
If you gon' move on, just know I won't forget you
Wrote you a few songs, I'm tryna press the issue
I really miss you
I hope you get this love letter that I sent you
If you gon' move on, just know I won't forget you
Wrote you a few songs, I'm tryna press the issue
I hope you get this love letter that I sent you
Know you gon' move on, just know I won't forget you
Wrote you a few songs I'm tryna press the issue
I really miss you
Hope you get this love letter that I sent you
I sent you
It's 3 a.m., my phone ringin', I'm wonderin' who it is
It's a block number, shit, I'm thinkin' that it's a call from ****
Shit, I don't answer, I just hit decline and go to bed
If I stay up and reminisce, I'd probably double back again
Know you can't see behind this tent, but bae I'm in a Benz
I'm writin' love songs, hopin' that you can hear this shit
Shootin' star was hoopin', now I rap and empty out my clip
Sendin' money hopin' you gon' come back after what I did
My heart is callin' out for you, can you feel it?
Had to put it on my sleeve, shit, I'm just askin' for forgiveness
Just come back, yeah, I know I fucked you over
Had me in my feelings, I can't be around you when I'm sober
I need a hug, is it love for a thug
The only thing stuck on my mind is I keep fuckin' up
Tryna fix it with drugs, I just can't give it up
Told me that you don't want me around you
Baby, I just can't be without you
Need you to tell me that you want me
Tell me that you need me
Tell me that you want me
Baby, tell me that you love me
I need you unconditionally
You cut on my air supply
And that is why, I just need you right here with me
If I tell you the truth, I hope you don't look at me differently
I need you unconditionally
You cut on my air supply
And that is why, I just need you right here with me
If I tell you the truth, I hope you don't look at me differently
I damn near lost of it all, I pray be better tomorrow
I really missed your call and now I'm stuck havin' withdrawals
I'm sendin' messages, feel like I'm speakin' to a wall
And I miss fuckin' you, I'm goin' deep inside your walls
You in the club, I'm in the studio, I'm workin' hard
Remember when I told you I could really make it far
Now ask whatever fuck it I'm thuggin
Just me and Dlo, slide for the moment
If she fuckin' off, I'm hittin' three more
I really miss you
I hope you get this love letter that I sent you
If you gon' move on, just know I won't forget you
Wrote you a few songs, I'm tryna press the issue
I really miss you
I hope you get this love letter that I sent you
If you gon' move on, just know I won't forget you
Wrote you a few songs, I'm tryna press the issue
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Writer(s): Dmo C
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