Been On My Mind (Can I Hit It Again?) Lyrics

No bullshit

Uh

Yo

I don't mean to be so forward but you kept me wanting more

Woulda made you mine if you let it take its course

Even got the panties that you gave me in the drawer

After all this time courtesy of Calvin Klein

Kept it on the low out of sight and out of mind

Start out wit a flick then I end up in ya spine

Have a couple laughs then we go our separate ways

Can't forget that ass cuz it had me in a daze

Back to reality gotta get to this bread

People started saying I'm nice off top of the head

Said the hell wit college I'm making music instead

But I'm tryna keep a level head and

Brain as I take a stroll down memory lane

Doesn't always work out that's part of the game

Oh, almost forgot, heard u got one on the way

I don't know that's just what people say but

Tell me this though

Huh

No bullshit

Uh

Yo

Known each other for a while and we cool until this day

Got a thing for you that won't seem to go away

Hear 'em talking trash and I feel some type of way

Doesn't quite make sense to me, maybe it's the history

Maybe it's a piece of me that wants you to myself

Tripping any time I hear you wit somebody else

When I had my chances I was taking you for granted

Couldn't see a future cuz I felt that we was damaged

Nigga did his dirt so in-turn you did the same

Maybe even more so, but that ain't the point tho

Point is that you showed me how these muthafuckas is

I'm forever thankful for the shit and

Brain as I take a stroll down memory lane

Doesn't always work out that's part of the game, uh

All in all I like the person you've become

Live ya life I know u having fun but

Tell me this though

Huh

No bullshit

Uh

Yo

I thought you were the one, but I'm guessing I was wrong

Everything was good, the next moment you were gone

Never got a call, I ain't even get a text

Look up on the net, saw you moved on to the next

What was I to think all the convos that we had

Chillin wit ya fam, let you meet my mom and dad

Traveling them miles to go see you outta state

Talking on the phone while you stationed in Kuwait

Had a beef wit distance that you couldn't understand

Constantly you moving wanting me to be your man

You got tired of waiting on me what I took from it

But you shoulda kept it one hunnid girl

Brain as I take a stroll down memory lane

Doesn't always work out that's part of the game see

But my memories of us ain't all bad

Just unfortunate that you the past yo