Oh yeah
Lemme tell y’all a story
About this night, yeah
11 o’clock, I get a text and you like
Long day, I got a bottle of Bombay
Soundin’ familiar, I text back like
What did yo Mom say?
Is it yo pops again? Did he get stopped again?
I know he got problems drinkin’
Did he swing on the cops again?
I ask ‘cause I don’ t got no money for bail
He’s probably stayin’ in jail and you like
Nah wait, not tryna vent I called late
‘Cause I just got off and it’s rainin’
I’m tryna get off this train
I just can’t do it, you live too far
And I can’t handle this pain I miss you
I been here, this ain’t official
‘Bout to make you change yo mind
Then I heard some stranger wit’ you
It was like the faintest sigh
I freeze up, gotta check myself
Am I just makin’ it up?
I listen to what you sayin’ ‘cause maybe
You tellin’ me somethin’
Maybe this time for real
I get it you feelin’ alone, it’s crushin’
And intimacy is a must but
Gimme some time, I be expectin’
More of a sign, you can’t leave me out
Now it’s tears all in my champagne
I’m cryin’
At this party
Tryna smile but girl I’m dyin’
At this party
This can’t be it you must be lyin’
At this party
Girl I’m down bad
Cryin’ (at this party)
Feel like dyin’ (at this party)
I’m cryin’
At this party
Tryna smile but girl I’m dyin’
At this party
This can’t be it you must be lyin’
At this party
Girl I’m down bad
Cryin’ (at this party)
Feel like dyin’ (at this party)
Hol’ up
At this point, I’m in here makin’ a mess
Spillin’ my drink on the guests
Thinkin’ of him, touchin’ her body
Probably makin’ her sweat
I see the women wit’ sparklin’ bottles
I don’t want none of the cars and models
Only thinkin’ of you
I was yo Winnie The Pooh
Lickin’ the honey, under ya tummy
Paid $250 a booth
All of my friends in here
They all feelin’ my pain and seein’ it fall in real time
Face still lyin’
In ya last message you called out all my bad habits like
Feedin’ yo bad appetites
Givin’ you drama, being so pessimistic
You throw out them random statements
I come with the best statistics
Ya ex a loser, and he abusive
That’s been makin’ ya trust elusive
I was the one to hold you up
I was the coffee, Folgers dust
Now you addicted, somebody else providin’ the dick
Got me beside myself, my temperature high
I’m likely sick
Ain’t really tryna eat, I’m feelin’ defeat
I’ll probably sleep in a couple of weeks
My love was deep, I didn’t deserve this shit
You callin’ it quits now I’m
I’m cryin’
At this party
Tryna smile but girl I’m dyin’
At this party
This can’t be it you must be lyin’
At this party
Girl I’m down bad
Cryin’ (at this party)
Feel like dyin’ (at this party)
I’m cryin’
At this party
Tryna smile but girl I’m dyin’
At this party
This can’t be it you must be lyin’
At this party
Girl I’m down bad
Cryin’ (at this party)
Feel like dyin’ (at this party)
Hol’ up
credits
from SADBOYSPRING,
released May 23, 2022
Written, Performed, & Mixed by Cam James in Tulsa, OK
Produced by The Trackoholics
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