X the Artist - Are You There?

A lot of questions goin' through my mind
Running
Do you love me cause I’m me
Or do you really want somethin'
Are you frontin'
My mom said it’s hard to me be great
Surround yourself with real,
Never mind the other fakes
So I’m troubled
While gawp doubles
My mind crumbles
My heart humble
I hope you don’t view me as trouble
Cause I’m with you
I swear I’m with you
Frustrated cause the tissues
Don’t wipe the issues
That’s why I never cry
Drinking just to get us by
I don’t like it when she high
She don’t fuck with how I’m making moves she's
Scared I’ll cut the tie
And that’s a problem cause we said that we’re all in
But yet we fold
So how the fuck we really suppose to win
Sick and tired of not knowing what I should know
Sick and tired a staying here
Realistically I should go
Truth is
I can see through you better then windows
This ain’t connect 4, checkers, chess, no bingo
It’s not a game
I’m not one
I’m not to play with
I knew I should’ve never started
But I never say quit
So girl I’m reaching out
I need to hear your voice now
I need to hear your voice right now
I’m reaching out
29 calls and they all went to voicemail
Do you hear me?
It’s hard to let go while you’re holding your phone
Don’t you feel me
My mind can’t stop
I can’t look past you
Can you still see me
Are you home
Are you there
Are you with me
Are you home
Are you there
Are you with me
You said you love me but now I’m alone (I’m alone)
It’s hard to say goodbye when you don’t want to go
Mask off no disguises
Stars fade as the sun rises
Your loves priceless
I was in it for the whole pie fuck the slices
Had me sweatin’ workin' for your love exercisin'
Forced communication
Only led to more
More segregation
Every conversation led to more
Interagation but I’m past that
Past the hoot and hollerin’
Past all the roses I done sent to you
After arguing
Are you in?
29 calls and they all went to voicemail
Do you hear me?
It’s hard to let go while you’re holding your phone
Don’t you feel me
29 calls and they all went to voicemail
Do you hear me?
It’s hard to let go while you’re holding you phone
Don’t you hear me?
And my mind can’t stop
I can’t look past you
Can you still see me
Are you home
Are you there
Are you with me
Are you home
Are you there
Are you with me
Are you home
Are you there
Are with me
Cause I can’t do this no more
And it’s all in my phone
In my phone
Are you home
Are you home (Yeah)
Yo, aye bro listen
You know I can relate to how you feelin’
And uh
Just like you pulled me out of my rut
I’m doing the same
So we’re going out
It’s time to move on
No arguing, get dressed
I’m on my way to your crib
We’re going to the club

Written by:
Wesley Lopez, Xavier Reyes

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