1 in the morning and I’m thinking of you
Wanna stop tell me what could i do (What could I do)
What could I do, wanna stop tell me what could I do (What could I do)

2 in the morning and I’m thinking of you
Wanna stop tell me what could i do (What could I do)
What could I do, wanna stop tell me what could I do (What could I do)

And this is harder than ever
I’m proud of you, because your heart is now more guarded then ever
I’m just sorry I’m the reason that it hardened, whatever
Hope I left you better off than when we started together
I tried to write it down but yeah my love too long for a letter
On a roll so even when it’s cold, too warm for a sweater
I’m just hoping if i let you go, you only get better
I’m just hoping that you know that you my shawty forever, yeah
I’m just sorry bout the things we never could
I really hoped that the number changed, but i prayed you never would
I understand we can’t stay the same, but I thought you understood
That I’m just tryna show you the game like your daddy never could
But yeah, shit that was my fault
I wasn’t ready, loved too heavy
Took no time off
A good guy that you turned into a slime ball
This is what they made me, now they hate me so my mind lost
They be tryna play me, never jaded I just grind more
I be elevated reminiscing ‘bout the time lost
Take a couple hits off a spliff, let my mind go
Way too many voices in my head please turn the sound off

3 in the morning and I’m thinking of you
Wanna stop tell me what could i do (What could I do)
What could I do, wanna stop tell me what could I do (What could I do)

4 in the morning and I’m thinking of you
Wanna stop tell me what could i do (What could I do)
What could I do, wanna stop tell me what could I do (What could I do)

Can’t run it back, I know we slacked, I wish that shit was different
And I regret that every time it’s fucking you I’m missing
Heart closed up ain’t no trust to be established
I don’t really know if this is love or she a habit
Why all good things gotta end so badly
Yeah we could been perfect, so tragic
Had that power over me, had control of my soul
Now the only bitch I’ll ever trust is in my iPhone
Only women that I’ll ever love is my momma
You can have your fun on Instagram, save me the drama
Real quite dude but now my stepping be a problem
But you love a stepping dude so you gon’ find a way to solve ‘em
Would’ve acted different, knew then what I know now
Had I known you switched it you know I would’ve been out
Please don’t get it twisted, I’m not finna run mouth
But If I catch ‘em slipping, know they getting run down

5 in the morning and I’m thinking of you
Wanna stop tell me what could i do (What could I do)
What could I do, wanna stop tell me what could I do (What could I do)

6 in the morning and I’m thinking of you
Wanna stop tell me what could i do (What could I do)
What could I do, wanna stop tell me what could I do (What could I do)