joshua morata (denounced) - voicemail lyrics
[intro]
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[hook: zitro]
baby, i don’t wanna waste your time
but i’m coming back to return what’s mine
feeling like this was a mistake
lost the chance, now it’s too late
[verse 1: joshua morata]
ayo f-ck this
i really wanna know what’s up with you
you’ve been jerkin’ off another dude, while smokin’ a few
forgive me if i’m sounding rude, but f-ck apologies
i’m tryna find a new way to get over you
sacrificed a lot of time just to wait on you
and when you came back you said you wanted a break
well, f-ck it
give it a couple weeks, i’ll k!ll myself a little
pour a bottle, smoke a pack, say i’m over it
and after all that, we’re back together
you said you wanted a fresh start, so what’s the deal?
you thought we’d do a little time
even for ourselves
when even i know, you miss the feeling of me going up inside you
f-ck around, f-ck this whole beat
i’m going back into the middle of your thighs like i just earned a treat
the more i’m eating it all, the more it’s bitter-sweet
cause you with another while you were comparing him to me
[hook: zitro]
baby, i don’t wanna waste your time
but i’m coming back to return what’s mine
feeling like this was a mistake
lost the chance, now it’s too late
[verse 2: joshua morata]
you know it’s sat-rday night
and i’m h-rny as f-ck
i miss the late night phone sessions
what luck, just as we’re about to celebrate a year
i come to realize you’re not here
now where the f-ck are you at?
i’m about to blow my head off, on the count of three
would you even care?
i wanna know if it’s all true…
all that cute sh-t you said to me
(f-ck)
[hook: zitro]
baby, i don’t wanna waste your time
but i’m coming back to return what’s mine
(i want my stuff back ’cause it’s over)
feeling like this was a mistake
lost the chance, now it’s too late
[bridge: zitro]
you tracked the gps on my cell phone
counting my every step
called me every minute until i got home
even with you, i was all alone
with a tattered self-esteem
very happy that i broke free
couldn’t give the respect a man needs
a jealous c-nt is all you’ll ever be
[verse 3: joshua morata]
you know you used to be my golden girl
but over time the gold on your finger gone to rust
and now i’m stuck around these sh-tty thoughts
thinking about how you used to be another girl i f-cked
oh what, you think the sh-t i gave you was enough?
you must be f-cking kidding me, cause this is more than nut-busts
don’t think i ever stopped forgiving you for your sh-t
i can -ssume your tuning into this, you better listen
i never f-cked around with other girls while you were gone
but now i hear the sh-t you’re messing with, i guess i’m done
you should know i still keep your panties in my closet
along with every single f-ckin’ letter; drawer hiding
we used to plan about the future, but that’s in the past
the only present you could give me was a piece of -ss
p-ssive aggression took a while to get over me
but i ain’t even mad, that’s just how it’s supposed to be
[hook: zitro & joshua morata]
baby, i don’t wanna waste your time
but i’m coming back to return what’s mine (i wish we never f-cked)
feeling like this was a mistake (not really)
lost the chance, now it’s too late (i remember you wanted me to f-ck you like a sl-t and i did)
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