Past Those Interlude Songtext
von Tink feat. Jeremih
Past Those Interlude Songtext
(Hitmaka)
I hear you callin′ me
And I'm coming back to you (welcome to the camp)
I hear you callin′ me
Why you calling on me, from this private number?
Talking sh- about me in public, we was private lovers (callin' me)
All the b- I done had, our love I can't find another
Why you looking in my phone? Trying to find you something (callin′ me)
Why the f- you out here, capping with my past -?
Tryna look over my shoulder, see my passcode
All the BBL′s and fake love, girl, I'm past those, mm
I hear you callin′ me
Your momma lied when she said, "Life is like a box of chocolate"
You think you find a - bad as me, -, stop it (callin' me)
The way I′m hearing 'bout your name is like a trending topic
You acting like you′re for the streets, you might just get an Oscar (callin' me)
If I ever catch your - up in a situations
It's gon′ be some busted windows and some′s tired deflated
I don't like your baby momma, she be throwing shade
Swear you talk like you′re that man, but you don't act your age
I hear you callin′ me
Why you calling on me, from this private number?
Talking shi' about me in public, we was private lovers (callin′ me)
All the niggas I done had, our love can't find another
Why you looking in my phone? Trying to find you something (callin' me)
Why the f- you out here, capping with my past -?
Tryna look over my shoulder, see your passcode
All those BBL′s and fake love, girl, I′m past those, mm
I hear you callin' me
And I′m coming back to you
I hear you callin′ me
And I'm coming back to you (welcome to the camp)
I hear you callin′ me
Why you calling on me, from this private number?
Talking sh- about me in public, we was private lovers (callin' me)
All the b- I done had, our love I can't find another
Why you looking in my phone? Trying to find you something (callin′ me)
Why the f- you out here, capping with my past -?
Tryna look over my shoulder, see my passcode
All the BBL′s and fake love, girl, I'm past those, mm
I hear you callin′ me
Your momma lied when she said, "Life is like a box of chocolate"
You think you find a - bad as me, -, stop it (callin' me)
The way I′m hearing 'bout your name is like a trending topic
You acting like you′re for the streets, you might just get an Oscar (callin' me)
If I ever catch your - up in a situations
It's gon′ be some busted windows and some′s tired deflated
I don't like your baby momma, she be throwing shade
Swear you talk like you′re that man, but you don't act your age
I hear you callin′ me
Why you calling on me, from this private number?
Talking shi' about me in public, we was private lovers (callin′ me)
All the niggas I done had, our love can't find another
Why you looking in my phone? Trying to find you something (callin' me)
Why the f- you out here, capping with my past -?
Tryna look over my shoulder, see your passcode
All those BBL′s and fake love, girl, I′m past those, mm
I hear you callin' me
And I′m coming back to you
Writer(s): Jeremy P. Felton, Christian Ward, Trinity Laure'ale Home, Adam L. Woods, Darhyl Camper Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com