Dont Want It Back ft. Monk HTS & Mike Evans Jr. Lyrics

Hey, my man. What's happening

Now at the moment you are, brother

Hey

Yeah, it's not really that I hold back

Stoned like topaz

Cold nights smokin' dro

Spiked with some old hash

Meet me in the city

I ain't waitin' on your slow ass

I'm more romantic when she don't like

Romance Don't ask

I know there's really nothing against me

It's really on you

If you suffer from envy

I'm learning that it's personal

And love can be risky

I hope you caught the verbiage

I uttered succinctly

But enough of that

Let me get caprese to start

I love home

But at times I'd rather be in New York

New starts never planned

When you part with the sand

Box never hand watches

To honorless hands

Stretch answers

Often you obviously can't

Be around here for long

There's a proper exam

Think you lost me on that one

Thought we were past done

Left her heart in San Francisco

And she don't want it back

She don't want it back

When she press go

your apart of that

I be tucked off

Don't look for me where the party at

hardly ask for it

But emotions react

Left her heart in San Francisco

And she don't want it back

No she don't

She don't want it back

Left her heart in San Francisco

And she don't want it back

No she don't

No she don't

She don't want it back

Left her heart in San Francisco

And she don't want it back

Damn

As the main course landed

She emphasized the ring that

Ain't on her hand and

Blinked twice smiling

Just to say that I am him

I always take her calls

That I can't just be answering

I can't give the time

To the love she demanding

I'm always trying to bring it back

To some understanding

That morning, noon, and night

Is something I can't give

But chances are

She had planned this part

What she has really access

A man and his heart

Damaging part

As everything is so unclear

In the throes of it

Where do we go from here

Man

Where do we go with this shit man

You can't

Jimmy said you can't love it

Or you can't hate it

Unless you love it

And San Francisco

Girl

You fucking played me

You really did

Every time

I saw you go through breakups

I saw you go through shit

With your parents

Nigga I was there

And you ain't there for me

I'm Mike baby

Everybody loves Mike

Except for you

Damn

Gabel what

What am I supposed to do man

Nigga I'm 27

Still single

It's just me and my hand

I'm tired of my hand

I'm just kidding hand

You know I love you

But San Francisco

Girl you better call me back

Call me back today

I am so sad without you

But I'll make it