WYD

So I typed a text to a girl I wanna see
She’s such a cutie pie but we haven’t spoken in bout 3
And I apologise if this message is too loud
I’m pretty sure busy or sleeping peacefully now
When you’re all alone I hope you think of me
I know you nodding off I hope you dream of me
Feel like we not involved when you don’t link with me
When you don’t text me back
You not in sync with me
What you doing?
What you doing?
What you doing?
What you doing?
Ok now I’m aggravated
I just don’t have the patience
It’s been 3 hours later
No bae I’m a call you later
All day I been contemplating
This game is so complicated
I’m playing these compilations of you doing something crazy
Too much shit inside my head
Bottled up and not addressed
I jumped up I’m getting dressed
She gone show me some respect
Call to leave a voicemail but the this time she pick up out of breath
What you doing?
What you doing?
What you doing?
What you doing?
I swear I always trust my gut when I feel something
Tires burning swerving pushing hunna (miles per hour)
Going crazy bae the push my buttons
Fire in my conscious, butterflies in my stomach
Eyes jumping vibes from it
Her shit exposed
If I knock and no response
I’m a kick a door
Like them walls she had built
I broke down for years
If the law’s ask what happened
It was just an act of passion
So I pull up to that mother fucker looking for the mother fucker that been
fucking on my women
By the time hit the porch
Couldn’t even knock on the door, cause her son opened up
Looking like what the fuck like
What you doing?
What you doing?
What you doing?
What you doing?