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Cakin' Music
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This that admit that we cackin music
Caught in the moment cupid
Must be tryna pierce my armor
Send bullets to go thru it
Ego sayin don't go farther
While I keep movin closer
Used to how we play and argue
Look girl I'm tryna hold ya
Down, from the pitch
They say you a bad- hold up
See actions speak louder than words
And I'm just tryna show ya
Know you used to how I play too much
But really thinkin bout your touch
Ironic that we only hug
So guessin that dont mean much
Even though our moves are chess like
I'm hopin that you just might
Open up and let me in of course when timings just right
It's just like a bad script
Last night we admit
Conversation digs deeps
Then next morning you dip
That's some shit
But I'm glad you made it
Welcome home you graduated
But now late nights we're talkin and I'm aggravated
Got my thoughts racin and moment fadin
Convos gettin backwards with questions we evadin
We just friends and nothin else
Along the way emotions swell
Take a minute to ease the tension
Ask forgiveness and not permission
Said you got me asthmatic
Said I got you
But you got me bad, got me bad
Thinkin bout you, Frank Ocean
Thinkin bout me? Surely hopin
Probably gona play my life
But if you feelin like you left open
I got you
But you got me asthmatic
Said I got you
But you got me bad
So what's up with you?
Last week I heard that you was up in town
Tryna chill with you
Hard to do when ya girlfriends always around
But it's all good, we all friends, kick back let em all in
Y'all might catch a ride but B.Y.O.B. we ain't ballin
You the bomb girl you stylin, you stacked like un stallion
Don't care if jokes come off corny, as long as you keep smilin
Did I mention that its a pool party? say I'm half schemin
Give excuse to get naughty, but dam hold up what you mean
You can't com thru, but girls can?
Got me so blown, at the end of the day I ain't ya man, so
I'll leave that alone
But you all alone and on the phone?
Send address and Ill slide thru
Gon and hook up that Netflix, you already know how we do
Aint nothin new, but that's the problem
Neither one of us makin moves, as
As if we stuck in the groove, and I
And I can't seem to cut it loose, I'm so confused!
Same scenario different girl then you bet I'm choosin
Guess years of complication, gave me the fear of losin
A best friend if only
But dam I swear you really know me
Us reconnecting ain't coincidence I pray to God that he shows me
Leave the past with the old me
But I know there's nothin that you owe me
So Lord willin if you share the feelin we can share the path
But you'll always be the homie... homie
I said my timin might be random
But I swear that that's my anthem
I got you
But you got me asthmatic
Said I got you
But you got me bad, got me bad
Thinkin bout you, Frank Ocean
Thinkin bout me? Surely hopin
Probably gona play my life
You feelin like you left open?
I got you
But you got me asthmatic
Said I got you
But you got me bad, got me bad
Because we just friends and nothin else
Along the way emotions swell
Take a minute to ease the tension
Ask forgiveness and not permission
But you got me asthmatic
Said I got you
But you got me bad, got me bad
But you got me bad, got me bad
I said you got me bad, got me bad
Got me bad, got me bad
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