Love it when you call my name,
Love it when you wanna have me to yourself
Am I too much?
Oh when you coming back?
Baby tell me when you're coming back
Let me show you how to fix that
Broken heart while I'm breaking your back
And you can have it all black
But don't be out of touch
Cause I miss your touch
Don't be out of touch
Touch
Racking up my losses, I dont want them
When im loving you
Trying out my luck, and finding trust in hopes you give it too
Calling you my thing and I aint got you and you aint got me
I aint even trip, you'll be coming home, ypou aint running
Got you in my dreams, shit is not deceit, I ain't Eames
All my niggas fiends, all my bitches bad, what you mean?
You know I can't help it if they in my phone
Don't you worry I leave em on the tone
But don't be out of touch
Cause I miss your touch
Don't be out of touch
Touch
You get me out of my own mind
Even when I am stuck in a grind
Aint ever scared of losing time
You do not ever have to hide
You hold me up into positions
Deep in your guts like intuitions
You make me lost, and - never mind
Lost without words when im in your sight