Missed Calls

I'm sorry for missed calls
We didn't wanna listen from the prison of our thoughts
I set off on a mission to return the pain you caused
Married to our pride, but we hide it at all costs
Got everyone involved
I think you love me, shit I think I love you
We must love each other, mhm, I think that it's true
Sometimes I can't help but think that our love's a fluke
'Cause if you ain't love me, hmm, then would I love you? And if I ain't love you
Then would you love you? no emergency
Landing, but it's plain to see that we
Don't love ourselves, but actually
We love to be loved by everybody but we
That's why we run to the drugs, that's why we run to IG
That's why we look up above, that's why we fall to our knees
Can't take no more of the pain, the shame, we beg and we plead
I wanna be saved by anybody but me
That's probably why we see the other side as green
Know it ain't always what it seems. I ain't naive, but I
Can't tell the pain from hunger
Sunny skies meet comfort, but when it rains we thunder
Hol' up
I've been driftin' through the seasons tryna find the reason
We ain't even from the start
But I'm thankful for my battle scars
Because with out them then I wouldn't have reminders to protect my heart
A glimpse of freedom from the prison bars
I stripped my rights to right my wrongs. All this baggage, but I carry on
My spirit beefing with my brain, rearranging thoughts
Drown the grass in liquor for the pain, hope it makes it stop
I'm sorry for missed calls
We didn't wanna listen from the prison of our thoughts
I set off on a mission to return the pain you caused
Married to our pride, but we hide it at all costs
I'm sorry for missed calls
We didn't wanna listen from the prison of our thoughts
I set off on a mission to return the pain you caused
Married to our pride, but we hide it at all costs
Got everyone involved
But we ain't each other's problems, we're just products of the life we're dealt
Crabs in a barrel climbing ladders for the title belt
Government assistance makes us victims when we need the help
So fuck your feelings, I'ma chase this bag by myself
I got my first taste of freedom and took some bad routes
Shot a Nick-a from a Cannon had to wild out, mmm
Welcome to prime time, it's my time to shine
I saw the signs. Hard times designed
To fill the story. My allegory built and defined
My philosophy, no apologies
All the prophecies tainted by my sin
My pad and my pen healed me within, damn I remember when
I used to take everyone's words for face value
But now I see face cards, these jokers be wild dude
Cuttin' off your hearts when I'm throwing my deuce high
And should I die, before it's all resolved...
I'm sorry for missed calls
We didn't wanna listen from the prison of our thoughts
I set off on a mission to return the pain you caused
Married to our pride, but we hide it at all costs
Got everyone involved
I'm sorry for missed calls
We didn't wanna listen from the prison of our thoughts
I set off on a mission to return the pain you caused
Married to our pride, but we hide it at all costs
Got everyone involved