I'm leaving messages and voicemails

Telling you I miss you

Baby, am I doing too much (too much)

Why you tryna diss me

When I just wanna kiss you

Baby, am I doing too much (too much)


Tell me what's the issue

Who I give these lips to

Baby, am I doing too much (too much)


This is turning into

Something I ain't hip to

Baby, am I doing too much (too much)


See you got me all alone

Waiting right here by the phone

For you to call me just to hear your voice tone


I keep on wondering if you was even feeling me

I keep on wondering if this was even meant to be


Tell me I'ma waste ya time

Boy, you showing me no sign

Is it 'cause you on ya grind'

Cause you're always on my mind

I keep wondering if everything you said was

true

I keep wondering if you were really

coming through


Now here I go again blowing you up

And my girlfriends keep telling me

I'm doing too much


Now here I go again blowing you up

And my girlfriends keep telling me

I'm doing too much


I'm leaving messages and voicemails

Telling you I miss you

Baby, am I doing too much (too much)


Why you tryna diss me

When I just wanna kiss you

Baby, am I doing too much (too much)

Tell me what's the issue

Who I give these lips to

Baby, am I doing too much (too much)


This is turning into

Something I ain't hip to

Baby, am I doing too much (too much)


I'm out with my girls tryna have a good time

And you know I'm looking fly tryna

meet some other guys

But it gets hard sometimes 'cause there

ain't no one just like you

I try my best,

but I can't shake this thing you got me

going through


All I can picture is the color of your eyes,

and the way you make me smile

I ain't felt this in a while


But I came to a conclusion that this is

pure illusion

Chaos and confusion, but I'm not gonna let

it ruin


The way I feel about myself '

cause I have self-esteem

Sometimes I wonder if

I'm just chasing a fantasy

The way I feel about myself '

cause I have self-esteem

Sometimes I wonder if I'm just chasing a

fantasy


I'm leaving messages and voicemails

Telling you I miss you

Baby, am I doing too much (too much)

Why you tryna diss me

When I just wanna kiss you

Baby, am I doing too much (too much)


Tell me what's the issue

Who I give these lips to

Baby, am I doing too much (too much)


This is turning into

Something I ain't hip toBaby, am I doing

too much (too much)


Just leave ya name and number

And I'ma holla at cha

Just leave ya name and number

And I'ma holla at cha

Just leave ya name and number

And I'ma holla at cha

Just leave ya name and number

And I'ma holla at cha

Ronnie Rey, all day

Women in the hall way

Ev'day losing track of the people tryna call me

Don't take this the wrong way,

I been having long days

Doing it, moving round the town wherever

I'm getting my song played


Now here I go again blowing you up

And my girlfriends keep telling me

I'm doing too much


Now here I go again blowing you up

And my girlfriends keep telling me

I'm doing too much


I'm leaving messages and voicemails

Telling you I miss you

Baby, am I doing too much (too much)


Why you tryna diss me

When I just wanna kiss you

Baby, am I doing too much (too much)


Tell me what's the issue

Who I give these lips to

Baby, am I doing too much (too much)


This is turning into

Something I ain't hip to

Baby, am I doing too much (too much)