Let's Be Mature

Where were you supposed to be when I needed you? I remember long nights when I would scream for you Now it's lonelier at night and now I dream of you No J. Cole childish shit I had dreams of a ring for you Tell me why he's buzzing Cus you had said you didn't love him I don't know but you know that I can't trust him Now you wanna change the topic of discussion but what are we discussing I think it's disgusting the way that you would treat me How you look me in my face and lie to me so easy? Now even when the lights is on you can't see me Girl I could really get in my zone and get to cheating But I think we need to Get into a space where both of us believe us Whenever we say things without ever sneaking You blame all the same things when you get to tweaking I know that you wouldn't say shit if you didn't mean it Now I feel us drifting away Now I don't really wanna make plans today Ima hop into bed and just sleep my day away I can't see your face Like how you tell me you were there for me? When half of the time we couldn't talk and then even when we could I could count on one hand all the times that you said you cared for me And girl I feel it just ain't fair Thinking about you running your hands through someone hair Now we just doing circles so I'm gon leave it there Cus I ain't got time for what time allows For what time allows, I ain't got time for the time I ain't got time for what time allows I ain't got time Because now other girls intrigue me Even back in the day that shit get sleazy If we wanted sex we'd throw on PND Until you get to throwing on my CDs It turn you on cus every song is about you And it prolly get you wetter than a fountain do I ain't even gon get to the thick of it cus honestly this pain that you gave me is insurmountable and truth be told I'm sick of it But it's addictive just like cigarettes I miss all that coochie in my mouth it taste like vinaigrette Treat this like an archaeologist I'm just tryna dig in a bit Mixed feelings where we started so we should just finish with them