svn day freestyle

Monday
You my hit my phone
Tell me what’s going on
I know you just left the campus
Tell me you coming home
Finals, they got you stressing
Xanax your biggest blessing
Sedatives calm your nerves
You say you tired of the texting
FaceTime just ain’t enough, so…
Tuesday
You hit me up
Face to face got you stuck
You got habits of rolling up
Lying to get me over
I know you just wanna fuck
I’m asking you what is «us»?
Then you tell me it’s love
But every time we together
Your body don’t say the same
Wednesday
You throw the blame
Calling me out my name
Dammit you make it plain
You say shit ain’t been the same
«fuck me I’m on them games»
Tweeting away the pain
Thursday
We just not speaking
I worry that you not eating
I call you apologize
«what's the plan for the weekend»?
Friday
You in my pockets
Saturday
Another problem
Sunday
You down communion, treat it just like a bottle