Outgoing

Hey girl it's been a minute since I called
I'm in a dilemma I feel like there is a wall
Between our friendship groups I wish I had different friends
I mean my friends are fine but for you I would ditch all of them
I mean I could always get them back after we break up
But it's probably not that deep like your friends make up
You don't need make up
You're so fine like an artist pen
Can't pick up the phone I need more confidence
I'm a man but this time I have no plan
Typing words upon my phone with my hands but
Ah fuck there trembling
Nerves are assembling
Nerves make me reluctant
To do just about anything
My typing speeds up
Click sounds weird cause my speakers broke
And now I found myself deleting the message I had already typed
Got diverted cause I was making a beat that was hype
Then I was thinking about how you're my type
But how I know it's gonna end
Things won't even turn sour
Then I'll turn to a friend
Then I'll turn to an acquaintance
With a bonus of a shoulder to cry on
And now I'm sitting on my laurels
Letting bygones be bygones
I got chatting tryna found out what you're into
Chatting about moments in life that we've all been through
Oh wait a minute you want that last forever shit
That make a man feel entangled and trapped now or never shit
Your tender touch (You think its funny, yeah)
Your gentle ways
(Make a, make a man feel entangled and trapped now or never shit)
It makes me say
(Make a, make a man feel entangled and trapped now or never shit)
It makes me say
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I'm just tryna be with you but I'm not thinking bout the rest of my life
If you think that's what this is about you better think twice
I'm not here to try and double deal my destiny
I want a trial run to figure out what is best for me
And of course I want what is best for you
Give you the chance to really see me through
Give you a trial run too, To witness how I do things
Figure out preferences based upon my mood swings
Teenage sweetheart we bound like a chain
Bout to make this cash and splurge so when can make it rain
Hold tight before it starts to hail
Fuck god like it's you and send me straight to hell
God saved me by the bell
You could want to be a virgin for life
I'm just tryna make me yours I'm just tryna make you mine
I'm just tryna see what's up with your future
But I'm way too insecure to think about mine
But then again that's totally fine
And if your not sure about yours we can make it tonight
I'm tryna make us one with Buddha
Fuck the christian shit
And I ain't talking bout Dior
You can have all that shit
It's one time if we like it we can keep it
If we don't then we can return it with receipts in hand
This evening vibes are dope as hell
But this the night you gotta make me feel like a man
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