Nigga must be homeless
because I told you to text me when you got home.
Got me worried about your dusty ass
As I’m staring at this phone.
I wrote you a heartfelt paragraph
Thinking that maybe you went straight to bed
But now I’m pissed the fuck off
Because 10 minutes ago you were active on Facebook but left me on read.
Although my intuition tells me otherwise
I trust most of what you say.
There’s no need for lies, we’re too old for games
But you test my intelligence everyday.
1… 2… 3… days pass by before I hear from you.
Nigga you wasn’t sleep, you must have been dead.
I’m glad to see that you are back to life
Now, it’s my turn to leave yo’ ass on read.
Keep that same energy when you need me
And I hit you with that no text back.
When you late night creeping I’ma pretend to be sleeping
We gone see how much you like that.
I know how closely you hold that phone when we’re together
So, save the excuses for your mama.
It’s clear that you ain’t ready for a good woman
Because you are so in love with drama.
What’s the lie today?
“I fell asleep” or is it “I forgot to press send”?
“Baby, you know I don’t get service in here”
“I never got the text…please send it again”
You didn’t text back but I got your message,
You were very loud and clear.
That no text back meant fuck my feelings
That’s why today love don’t live here.