Minute (feat. eamon mo)

Yeah, yeah, look

Say you sober, all the bottles and shit

I was known as a bitch, but we got in a bit

As far as toxic ex's, she say, I'm top of her list, yeah

I was 22, she was 26

Thought she could fix me, failed mission

I'm a heartless ****, need a transmission

Make it past 20, was our main mission

I don't wanna cry like a bitch, 'cause a man shouldn't

That what my pops said, our time is timeless

And every time you text me, I'm reminded

Yeah, I fucked that ho, but I say it was the wrong one, she left

60 in New York, Gucci Nellie vest

Jaded, faded, can't connect

Maybe that's the reason I moved out west

But I'm the same ****, still pardon me

'Cause wherever I go my soul follows me

And there gon' be some topics that we're never gonna discuss

That could be the downfall, that breaks us up

Every time we talking it's like someone interrupts

We can't open up, so we smoke that stuff

Love is temporary, so it's never gon' last

We were made of glass, we were never gon' last

Something about the rainy days in New York gives me hope

It's been a minute since the last time we spoke

Maybe I, should call you now, and then, when I have time

Never mind, I realize I still got a soul to find myself

You cry for help, it's not for me, but someone else, oh, oh

Hey look

Your heart pressure, makes your hearts restless

Shoulda treated you, how you should be treated

At your studio, apartment, somewhere in Essex

I loved your essence, I got the message, mistakes still got repeated

I overthink, it's like my favorite hobby

She's like, "if you don't plan on changing," why ya say sorry

Loves hard or is it just me

Makes no sense, that I'm alive

But she trust me

Broken but you love me damn

And there gon' be some topics that we're never gonna discuss

That could be the downfall, that breaks us up

Every time we talking it's like someone interrupts

We can't open up, so we smoke that stuff

Love is temporary, so it's never gon' last

We were made of glass, we were never gon' last

Something about the rainy days in New York gives me hope

It's been a minute since the last time we spoke

Maybe I, should call you now, and then, when I have time

Never mind, I realize I still got a soul to find myself

You cry for help, it's not for me, but someone else, oh, oh