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Wait how are you gon (how are you) How are you gon call my phone when I'm at the stu'? But when I call your job then it's a whole problem I'm just trynna make sure that you're okay My phone blowing up just like Osama But you though, Girl, you're not the one texting me It's the messages of the inner-me Telling me I need to invest in me like They say, "Love is pain" And that, "Pain is love" Come with nothing but a bottle of demons and a cup Ahah, I'm not a thug But I took your heart and I run, I run I took your heart and I run Now she is telling me to stop getting loud this second But I got some demons that I'm bound to beckon And I bet could release 'em in a thousandth second Now forget it She telling me to down the weapon 'Cause she know that I am down to threaten Not in a bad way, my bad bae I mean if you leave then Imma be very unhappy I was a safe keeper but I let it out like a bad bank Hold up, lemme stop singing Lemme get back to the raps again Alright lemme start speaking 'bout the facts again Got a six-pack, beer in my abdomen I don't wanna be mean So when a fan wants to take a picture I just tell them to, "Ask again" Yeah, I've been too very Anti-Social lately so I made this song for you How are you gon call my phone when I'm at the stu'? But when I call your job then it's a whole problem I'm just trynna make sure that you're okay My phone blowing up just like Osama Wait, wait, wait Cut the beat off for a sec Aye, There ain't no hook on this Like a deal, like a deal 'Cause I shook on it I kinda think I could I should And I would, only if you tell me how The problem I have isn't you We talk and you don't haven't a clue In your mind thinking, "What would Ashley do?" 'Cause your mad and I'm scared that I have to And I don't think you could But you're scared and I don't wanna love it I told you that I don't I don't love, what you've been afraid to do But I love, and I lust And I don't think that you're good or could forget You gon' call my phone when I'm at the stu'? But when I call your job then it's a whole problem I'm just trynna make sure that you're okay My phone blowing up just like Osama But you though, Girl, you're not the one texting me It's the messages of the inner-me Telling me I need to invest in me like You gon' call my phone when I'm at the stu'? But when I call your job then it's a whole problem I'm just trynna make sure that you're okay My phone blowing up just like Osama But you though, Girl, you're not the one texting me It's the messages of the inner-me Telling me I need to invest in me like And I run, I run, I run I think I could could reach the sun, the sun, the sun I just maybe be the one, the one, the one I don't even know what to do with my love, my lust, my luck (Yeah)