problem

You weren't there when I needed you the most

And you weren't there when I would call your phone

I know it's a problem with you

A problem with us

I know it's a problem with you

A problem with us

Checking my style from a distance

I am not shit, whatchu bitch this

I know you really don't wanna miss it

I'ma chilly, sittin' with your bitch then

I don't wanna fuck with my image

I don't wanna be what you're missin'

And my shawty wanna talk like we're best friends

I cannot, no

I cannot

I cannot, no

I cannot

I cannot, no

I cannot

Be a part of what you wanted

The burn in my heart is fucking folded up

Is fucking folded up

You weren't there when I needed you the most

And you weren't there when I would call your phone