[Verse 1: Mdot 59]
Always stalkin' your main page off of a fake page, when we not talkin' it hurt me the most
I don't know what I miss more, your pussy, your lips or your titties and licks so I tell her her toes
I don't run my mouth, so when we not talking I don't tell the bros about what's going on
I be missing your pussy, your head game strong, when I don't see you I go though withdrawals
I know you be missing the way that I pull up on you in the black track, tell you, "Come on"
We both got a prob', but I put my shit up when you mad even though you probably wrong
I got an issue with speaking my mind and my feelings, so baby I wrote you this song
I been trying and trying but a nigga can't focus on doing you right when we can't get along
[Verse 2: R2R MOE]