PHONICS (feat. WESTSIDE BOOGIE)

Every hour of the day, every day, shit be testing my patience, wait

Out of bounds in a way, giving space, trying to get it both ways, you crazy

Like razor blade

It cut real deep when it's honest

Still up past 3, bending phonics

5 A.M when you chimed in, yeah, I'm on it, aye

I know it hurt, but what the fuck I'm 'posed to do?

2 A.M., you talking 'bout when I'm coming through (My fault)

My hands full of your ass again (Accident)

Feelings that's better off in the past with me catching up

Stuck on wishing I could change shit that passed you up

I been in my damn lane getting that average up

In this moment, we say, "Fuck it, is it safe?"

I know if I leave now, it's still a place off the strength for me

Every hour of the day, every day, shit be testing my patience, wait

Out of bounds in a way, giving space, trying to get it both ways, you crazy

Like razor blade

It cut real deep when it's honest

Still up past 3, bending phonics

5 A.M when you chimed in, yeah, I'm on it

I end up falling

You end up sliding

I end up calling

That's perfect timing

5 A.M when you chimed in, yeah, I'm on it

Hate a **** that's not about his word

Ain't no going back and forth with that, no sir

It was never deep, oh never, not at all

You're thinking too deep, it ain't that at all

We had a couple of run-ins, a couple setbacks

I wanted you, now you need to get back

It ain't hard to see that this ain't that at all

You're thinking too deep, it ain't that at all

Fucking on them bitches, that'll do it for the right look

Ooh, lord

Traded in your feelings for a right hook

Then you ask, "Why God?"

Hate a **** that's not about his word

Ain't no going back and forth with that, no sir

I got a **** in the hood with a Mercedes

Pull up with it like, "That's my baby"

Every hour of the day, every day, shit be testing my patience, wait

Out of bounds in a way, giving space, trying to get it both ways, you crazy

Like razor blade

It cuts real deep when it's honest

Still up past 3, bending phonics

5 A.M when you chimed in, yeah, I'm on it

Every time I'm in my bag, you love pulling me off course

Know that pussy got some power, gotta get it from the source

Tell me it ain't forced, you don't see me for my talent

Never treat me like a rapper, I say it should be some balance

I don't know, uh

Where you been?

Step on me and I'ma step again

Let you in

I swear this process don't never end

I'm sure you finna hurt a ****

You love going with the wave, and I'm just your current ****

Said you on your way and I know you ain't just flake

Tell me that you straight, you just need a lil' break

Bitch, you really love me, would've did it off the strength

You ain't gotta always do it, at least tell me when you can't

I end up falling

You end up sliding

I end up calling

That's perfect timing

5 A.M when you chimed in, yeah, I'm on it

Every hour of the day, every day, shit be testing my patience, wait

Out of bounds in a way, giving space, trying to get it both ways, you crazy

Like razor blade

It cut real deep when it's honest

Still up past 3, bending phonics

5 A.M when you chimed in, yeah, I'm on it

Buzzing my line

Tryna fuck up the vibe

I ain't finna waste my time

Phone going mm-mm-mm-mm-mm

Fuck up the vibe

You fuckin' up the vibe

Probably trying to waste my time

Trying to waste my time

I ain't finna pay it no mind

Phone going mm-mm-mm-mm-mm

Now you're doing too much