KwaShonne - Never Bout Us II (feat. El.Tee & Jay Camaro)

Shawty never text me
Shawty never call me
But she always spazin
Asking me to spoil her
Sorry baby girl but that request is not an option
Expect for me to love you when you treat me like an orphan
Now what you want from me
You make a nigga feel lonely
I gave you all my time
Girl I even held you down
But you treat it like it's nothing
But when I go ghost you start fussin
We get to arguing and cussin
We get to kissin and touching
And then you go home and tell your friends it was nothing
It's funny when I snap u get defensive
I know you love to play victim
I really wanna dismiss you
But truth be truth told I start miss you
You do me so wrong and all I wanted was attention
So why you treat me like a random nigga on the street
When I give you everything that you need
Good love, good trees
Good drink, good d
I send your ass a text and you would leave it on read
Why you so mean you make me wanna leave
I thought you were my remedy but you just gave me clarity
To throw them duces keep on moving cause you never
Cause you never
Cause youon never text me
Youon never call me
But you always looking at me like we got problem
Primary when you heated when you cool im just a option
Decline your next call
Baby sorry not sorry
Cause youon never text me
Youon never call me
But you always looking at me like we got problem
Primary when you heated when you cool im just a option
Decline your next call
Baby sorry not sorry
Youon never text me
But baby I ain't trippin
Getting to the money
Ima worry bout my business
The only time we chillin when it's Hennessy and bubbles
You got a man I got a girl but the rest you getting in trouble
That's why we fuck with eachother
Now tell me if I'm lien
I said that we should link up
But you ain't never call me
By the time you look up
Ill be on the horizon
Cant deny that your flawless
We should be on some boss shit
But you would rather play
Maybe one day we'll get it straight
Then there'll be lobster and steak
Talking over each other
Avoiding all of the questions
So obviously we got a problem with communication
I roll a j to blow the stress away
Baby we can be the bomb come detonate
And we fucking like we crazy from three until three
I think that Vicki keeping secrets
Come tell them to me
Come tell them to me yea
And when you see me don't you treat me like I'm just another nigga
Who ain't never had your back
It could be us to the end
Ride or die bestfriends
All I wanna hear u say is yea yea
And I can tell that you ain't ready for it
If that's the case I wouldn't even have to write this song
You text a hour later always trynna right your wrongs
But I'm so gone because you never

Written by:
Da'Keldrick Dismuke, Jay Camaro, Ontario Davis II

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