NYHT ft. Chris Rose Lyrics

Why you calling up my phone when I need you here tonight

Why you calling up my phone when I need you here right now

Just call my phone, get the money and go

Just fuck that hoe, I don't need her though

I just want her to know

Just slow down, just slow down one minute

I'm getting my money and my pockets don't fit it,

These issues be coming, and these issues be going

But think for a second and repent in the moment

I'm thinking bout you and I hate it

Don't fuck with me now that I made it

I'm getting my bread and I stack it

Been fucking on the bitch, and dash it

Now pick up and go, now pick up and go

I don't want you no moe, don't call my phone

Why you calling up my phone when I need you here tonight

Why you calling up my phone when I need you here right now

What do I need from you

I need to keep moving

Use losing as teachables

I love caressing you

I just love seeing you

I fucked up leaving you

I need to reach for you

Need you to reach back

Need you to start feeling

The way we was feeling

Back when we would speak facts

When we wouldn't twist it

Forget it

I need to keep living

I need to start praying

Asking a god that I ain't believe in

Cause he can do better at changing

Cause I can do better than you

But never will, oof

Cause I can do better than

All of yo lies and mistakes

But I rather hit again

So you better slide tonight aye aye aye