Voicemail, Pt. 1

Baby we fit so

Aye

Baby we fit so perfect
But lately we ain't workin
On your gram he been lurkin
And I know that boy be hurtin
Baby we fit so perfect
But lately we ain't workin
On your gram he been lurkin
And I know that boy be hurtin

Every time you post a pic
I know that man gonna like them shits
He get them notifications
Don't try and change your statements
You were drunk about a week ago
You said that I need to go
You send that text every time
Like you can't sleep tonight
And baby you was right
Come back and be mine
I run back like an idiot
You beautiful and hideous
Worst than the previous
I'm done with you that's period
I'm working for success
I just cut off more stress
Bet that you could take a guess
I'm Leaving to as a mess
You just lost a blessin
Sent to you from the heavens
Loving is my biggest weapon
You hear the beep
Don't even leave a message

Hello no one is available to take your call
Please leave a message after the tone

Baby we fit so perfect
But lately we ain't workin
On your gram he been lurkin
And I know that boy be hurtin
Baby we fit so perfect
But lately we ain't workin
On your gram he been lurkin
And I know that boy be hurtin