Cakin' Music

This that admit that we cackin music Caught in the moment cupid Must be tryna pierce my armor Send bullets to go thru it Ego sayin don't go farther While I keep movin closer Used to how we play and argue Look girl I'm tryna hold ya Down, from the pitch They say you a bad- hold up See actions speak louder than words And I'm just tryna show ya Know you used to how I play too much But really thinkin bout your touch Ironic that we only hug So guessin that dont mean much Even though our moves are chess like I'm hopin that you just might Open up and let me in of course when timings just right It's just like a bad script Last night we admit Conversation digs deeps Then next morning you dip That's some shit But I'm glad you made it Welcome home you graduated But now late nights we're talkin and I'm aggravated Got my thoughts racin and moment fadin Convos gettin backwards with questions we evadin We just friends and nothin else Along the way emotions swell Take a minute to ease the tension Ask forgiveness and not permission Said you got me asthmatic Said I got you But you got me bad, got me bad Thinkin bout you, Frank Ocean Thinkin bout me? Surely hopin Probably gona play my life But if you feelin like you left open I got you But you got me asthmatic Said I got you But you got me bad So what's up with you? Last week I heard that you was up in town Tryna chill with you Hard to do when ya girlfriends always around But it's all good, we all friends, kick back let em all in Y'all might catch a ride but B.Y.O.B. we ain't ballin You the bomb girl you stylin, you stacked like un stallion Don't care if jokes come off corny, as long as you keep smilin Did I mention that its a pool party? say I'm half schemin Give excuse to get naughty, but dam hold up what you mean You can't com thru, but girls can? Got me so blown, at the end of the day I ain't ya man, so I'll leave that alone But you all alone and on the phone? Send address and Ill slide thru Gon and hook up that Netflix, you already know how we do Aint nothin new, but that's the problem Neither one of us makin moves, as As if we stuck in the groove, and I And I can't seem to cut it loose, I'm so confused! Same scenario different girl then you bet I'm choosin Guess years of complication, gave me the fear of losin A best friend if only But dam I swear you really know me Us reconnecting ain't coincidence I pray to God that he shows me Leave the past with the old me But I know there's nothin that you owe me So Lord willin if you share the feelin we can share the path But you'll always be the homie... homie I said my timin might be random But I swear that that's my anthem I got you But you got me asthmatic Said I got you But you got me bad, got me bad Thinkin bout you, Frank Ocean Thinkin bout me? Surely hopin Probably gona play my life You feelin like you left open? I got you But you got me asthmatic Said I got you But you got me bad, got me bad Because we just friends and nothin else Along the way emotions swell Take a minute to ease the tension Ask forgiveness and not permission But you got me asthmatic Said I got you But you got me bad, got me bad But you got me bad, got me bad I said you got me bad, got me bad Got me bad, got me bad