Terrence Mack - Love Letters (feat. Toi)

We don't talk on the phone no more
Things ain't what they use to
Ain't that what we use to
Sleeping alone, even thou I want you close
Got let you go, but I can't let you go (Can't let you go)

Ain't it always something
Its been while and I can't help, but to wonder
Is the love still here? Am I the women for ya?
Or am I just here wasting all my time?
Somethings gonna give
I was there for you when there was no one here
Kicking shit, vibing, listening to your fears
Did you forget about me?
Caught up in the moment, boy you know it, don't etcha blow it
I know what this means to you
Sacrificing trynna make dreams come true
You want it all, baby
Don't wanna hold ya back
You deserve it all, baby, baby
So I gotta let you go, it's hard for me, but I gotta let you know
I gotta leave gotta pack my shit and roll
Need some time for me, time for me to grow, grow

We dont talk on the phone no more
Things ain't what they use to
Ain't that what we use to
Sleeping alone, even thou I want you close
Got let you go, but I can't let you go

We don't talk on the phone no more
Things ain't what they use to
Ain't that what we use to
Sleeping alone, even thou I want you close
Got let you go, but I can't let you go

Crazy how girls take the S out of US and leave you
How we end up here?
How our love become a nightmare?
Cuts so deep, surgery can't even repair
How I forget my best friend in a room of my peers?
So focused on standing out
I forget whats near, Lack of affection?
I don't know what love is
My moms left my pops and she took all the kids
And they don't even talk no more on some stranger shit
And you the only one I tell these stories
I keep them bubbled up cause I don't wanna to hear I got excuses
Everybody's got a problem, You just gotta learn to deal with
I just learn to deal with it
We been threw some real shit
I Swear real girl, you the realist
Realist love I've ever known
Text after text, girl I'm blowing up ya phone
I just need you right here, so baby come home
But like Monica, baby girl was So gone, So gone

We dont talk on the phone no more
Things ain't what they use to
Ain't that what we use to
Sleeping alone, even thou I want you close
Got let you go, but I can't let you go

We don't talk on the phone no more
Things ain't what they use to
Ain't that what we use to
Sleeping alone, even thou I want you close
Got let you go, but I can't let you go

What we doing acting like we ain't meant to be?
First we fight, make up
Then we repeat
This ain't how it's suppose to be
This ain't how it's suppose to be
Yea,Yea
What we doing acting like we ain't meant to be?
First we fight, make up
Then we repeat
This ain't how it's suppose to be
This ain't how it's suppose to be
Yea, Yea, Yea

Aye What doing?
What doing?
What doing Girl?
Aye What doing?
What doing?
What doing Girl?
This ain't how its suppose to be
Yea, yea
Yea, yea

Written by:
SAKIMA YOUNG, TERRENCE WALTERS-MACK, TOI BANKS

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