Gotta get my mind together.
I miss you but do you miss me?
The distance has got me tripping.
I’m starting to think you’re dissing.
I’m trying to respect your distance.
But it’s not often that I get this.
Feeling that I’m feeling.
I know I gotta chill.
I get crazy with love, that’s why I don’t do this often.
Skip the talking.
Move in, bae.
See, I’m crazy.
I hate the phases.
But I gotta back off since I’m the only one doing the chasing.
Stepping back, I gotta peep.
See, I’ve been hurt before.
I can’t even.
Get into my mind, this is how I think.
Come to me this time.
Pull me closer to you.
Drained from thinking deranged, had to switch how I move.
I want love but only if it’s authentic so show me that you’re real.
Time is precious, I feel like you’re wasting mine.
You should know the deal if you peeped me first, so why slack?
I only apply pressure when I’m receiving it back.
