Jasmine Carneyval, Armani White & Jackson Breit

[Verse 1: Armani White]
You and homie still together, told her I could wait forever
I just hope you don't plan on taking that long though
My love letters more like keys into your heart
Ink on my fingers on that arp
But I too often press the wrong notes
Off to bad start! Talk through the fast start
But caught you at glance far
You feeling me, you feeling me
Your mouth full bad thoughts, you called me an asshole, that’s chalk on the asphalt
Ya killing me, ya killing me
A viewing ain't a view like what I got in the hills
Off the clock we can chill If you got timing to kill
I got a spot we can fill, a couple blocks in the field 
I know a house is not a home, I pay a lot of the bills
So whatcha say love, slither in and bitten in the apple
Written many raps from these scribbles in my MacBooks
Catcall, blackball, gamble with these rolling stones to blame
I lay my head on wherever I let my hat fall

[Chorus: Jackson Breit]
So babe I see that you're lonely
We can leave any moment of time but it's all in your mind (and I)
Know that someone's at home but is he doing you wrong?
(Yeah) I'll let you decide