Bae Street

Rolex Rasathy:
I know that I'm spitting facts
I know your new girl is whack
I know I thought that we'd last
I thought, those things, we'd get past
I know you liked me a lot
Until that one time we fought
Then your love for me stopped

In the Lankan waves, I was still about you
With my past bae, I was still about you
Despite how much I've changed, I still been about you
You cut me off your radar, I'm still about you
About you
Baddies they dun changed you
You prolly found a new boo
Or chillin with your same crew
That don't appreciate you
Or maybe I just never knew you

Shayan:
Maybe I just never knew you
And it’s left me kinda blue, boo

Rolex Rasathy:
Maybe I just never you...

Baby, and don't you miss me?

Shayan:
(Don’t you?)

Rolex Rasathy:
Picking on me
Picking me up at Bay Street?
Is this over?

Shayan:
(Tell me is this over?)

Would you be back if I’m keeping sober?
Consider it, cuz I’m getting older

Rolex Rasathy:
I'm waiting for our break
For our four leaf clover

But is this over?
Are we through boo?
I still miss you

Shayan:
You really telling me this is all, baby?
Hanging up, was it our final call, really?
I thought we hit it off, could be I’m crazy
To pass you the baton, I was wrong, maybe
I learn from my mistake, promise I ain’t gonna break
All that puppy shit again, ain’t gonna make me, but

You got me going on, going on, baby
You got me going on, going on, baby

If you pretend, then I’ll play along baby
Write you another dumb, sappy song, maybe
Pretty lights, put em back, switch em on, baby
Shady vibes from your crew, they can all hate me

But what am I to do?
Baby, it’s you
Tell me what am I to do?

Tell me what am I to feel? You know it’s real
Funny how you say I ain’t thinkin clear
You know I’ll be right here
You know I been right here

I’m out here on my own, getting cold, but
I won’t admit it’s over
Immal wait here till you come back around, but
I won’t admit I told ya, so
The months they roll on to the years, but I’m
Still reliving October
I heard you told your friends you’re through, but
I won’t admit it’s over
With you
It’s you
Tell me what am I to do?
With you
Baby it’s you

Rolex Rasathy:
I still miss you