Sean Artest - Missed Calls

Fuck you all my problems are circled around you
Shit aint make sense so i gave you my two
Pack up the lens and i delete all the pictures in the camera
And im trapping myself in my booth
I don't understand why you blowin
Up my phone and im over you
Two seater ridin without you
I hit the dash and i had to skate up out of my love for you
I am a man and i need my room
Bottle in hand and i need not to
Listen to you statin all your rules
Man with the plan and its lost
Play truth or dare but i want the truth
You get some fans in your corner you on one
You get some bands in your pocket you on one
You got hand in channelly you on one
I don't care even when the moonlight seems to stare
You know i was tearing it up
Aint no chance in clearing it up
Even when the moonlight seems to stare
You lonely
I see the problem
I never was there
But i never deleted you
I came around exploited your fears
But it never defeated
You can't tell me now that youre in love
Its been a while since meetin you
Now we go to war on the dance floor
Its what them goblins and demons do
Makin dem bands
Go to strip clubs and they throwin dem bands
You a good girl that was not in your plans
Get the best of both worlds
You was told that you can
Now you runnin through season
Now i got sauce and i pollyd the neesian
Two bitches bad in wrangler breezin
Why you lookin sad get a new nigga easy
I don't care even when the moonlight seems to stare
You know i was tearing it up
Aint no chance in clearing it up
Even when the moonlight seems to stare
You lonely

Written by:
Jordan Gray, Sean Wimbush

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