Akira - Voicemails lyrics

Your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice message system 5-1-2, 6-3-3, 6-0-0-7, is not available At the tone, please record your message *beep* Hey tommy it's *****, where you been? Ghosting all my texts never answer any calls I don't know what's wrong, but at least i got a job now You probably heard that i dropped out of school and My mom kicked me out, it's alright We really gotta hang i haven't seen you in a while, to be honest I don't really have any friends left, i guess i really am, a narcissistic pest and I tried to stop smoking, it didn't really work I know my lungs are fu*ked but it can't get any worse, right? I remember driving 'round, with ya dawg, why you never come around I know you have a car now Let's hang, are you busy tonight? I gotta plug selling eighths, for twenty-five I'm a little short on cash right now, but i'll pay you back later next time we hang out Peace At the tone, please record your message *beep* Hey tommy it's *****, it's been a while Since our last phone call but i need to say a couple things You know after everything that's happened I still care about you and i hope you care for me It really has been, a long time Remember how happy, we used to be You were my everything and i was yours Nothing in between us, no dividing force I don't know how it got so sh*tty I don't know when you got sick of me I feel like, you never wanted me to change But how can you expect that? That's something you should work on I know that you're not a bad person But sometimes, you were just such a dick At the tone, please record your message *beep* Hey tommy it's ***** how you like it up in dallas? On instagram it seems like a lot of fun I'm living up in new york city i'm getting hella hoes and you know i love to party And these women they can't get enough of me I don't think i've met a b*tch i haven't slept with I got so many good stories that i wish That i could tell ya but you never call me back, man Are you still mad about last summer? i'm sorry 'bout it, for the second time Don't tell me you believe all the rumors all the bullsh*t fu*king lies I'll tell you what the truth is I didn't fu*king rape anybody I don't need to, i don't do that I respect women and they give me what i want So tommy if you're mad it's your own fault I feel like a fake person, like everything i do is premeditated One thing always leads to another sh*t happened how it happened So the past is fu*king perfect It's kind of ironic The past is, not perfect when i think about it I think about the things that i've done, and the choices that i've made and the pain that i've caused but Everything is perfect, cause it led me to this moment Everything is perfect