JJ Jaram - Phase

I'm like why we in this phase?
Like we need a face to face
Hey, we need to sit and chop it up up
I been tryna get away
I don't wanna feel the pain
I don't wanna feel it
She like, you could keep your promise
Keep your promise
Girl, I'll be honest, I don't think it'll hold
She like, you never got no comment
I got no comment
You say I'm out of pocket
Why we can't get along

It been too many times
Where I tried, and I tried
And I'm tired of us doing wrong
Too many fucking nights
Where I lie in this life
Thinking I don't understand it all
And my heart need a bandage
Been so hard to manage
I knew from the start
Them scars wouldn't vanish
Ouuu
I gotta stick to the mission
yay, yay
Stick with me
I'm hoping that's your intention
No, no, no
Feel like I been
Lying in a fire
Cause, oh, I been dying to go
I been dying to go
Shorty I been
Fighting with my lost soul
With my lost soul
With my lost soul

I'm like why we in this phase?
Like we need a face to face
Hey, we need to sit and chop it up up
I been tryna get away
I don't wanna feel the pain
I don't wanna feel it
She like, you could keep your promise
Keep your promise
Girl, I'll be honest, I don't think it'll hold
She like, you never got no comment
I got no comment
You say I'm out of pocket
Why we can't get along

And that's my girl
Think we been fucking up the love
Yeah
I don't know, I don't know who to trust
No
I sit right where I can't feel it
I swear this shit is ridiculous
I got a bunch of stuff that needs some healing
And I should've been in the matrix
Way I'm having motion
Difference between us, we not on the same stuff
Woah
She know I'm on something different
So close to you
And, oh I notice how you hold your position
You say I need life, yeah
You right, yeah
You right, yeah
You right, oh, oh
You stay when I'm like this
You riding
You riding

I'm like why we in this phase?
Like we need a face to face
Hey, we need to sit and chop it up up
I been tryna get away
I don't wanna feel the pain
I don't wanna feel it
She like, you could keep your promise
Keep your promise
Girl, I'll be honest, I don't think it'll hold
She like, you never got no comment
I got no comment
You say I'm out of pocket
Why we can't get along

Written by:
Jacob Jaramillo

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