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You just can't seem to find the time no more I just can't see your look, I'm blind for sure I keep callin' out when I need some more You keep callin' out, yeah, you callin' it all Situations change, I get it I ain't hit that bitch in a minute, you trippin' Gotta know the difference from mine and it ain't pimpin', yeah I'm more like [?] pimpin' I'm off this flight, off these drugs [?] She don't often like, often write these scriptures Say she wanna text at night, I ain't got the Pictures in my phone of you, I'm thinkin' I start to think it's you and myself, I'ma get to ringin' It's hard to tell the truth but you know you wanna leave him But instead you keep me up at night Picturеs in my phone of you, I'm thinkin' I start to think it's you and myself, I'ma get to ringin' It's hard to tеll the truth but you know you wanna leave him But instead you keep me up at night Pictures in my phone of you, I'm thinkin' From Letras Mania