Blocked - Quadeca

I think she blocked me on the Instagram

I need to know, what did I do?

I guess I missed your plan

Me, I’m just searchin' for that truest shit, where is it, man?

I’ll never know, just wanted you to help me understand

I need some closure because, truthfully, I give a damn, I give a damn

Plenty of fish in the sea, but see, I ain’t no fisherman

See, I’m a middleman, a businessman, and this means business, man

Diggin' in the sand, lookin' for a reason, I’m not kiddin', man

How am I gonna let all of this get to me?

Been a few months since you texted me

Shit, I’ll just tell myself I’m a celebrity

Ain’t no way that you can mess with me (Casok)

And in the big picture, this shit doesn’t matter

But right now, it’s feelin' like everything

The more I talk about it, it just gets sadder

I 'member thinkin' 'bout a wedding ring

But now I’m thinkin' 'bout so many things

What did I do to deserve it?

This shit the most petty of petty things

I’ll stick with how nobody’s perfect

Like all of my life, I’ll forget about it

And all of the things that I’d said about it

But why the fuck did I get blocked?

I just cannot wrap my head around it

Yeah

I think she blocked me on the Instagram

I need to know, what did I do?

I guess I missed your plan

Me, I’m just searchin' for that truest shit, where is it, man?

I’ll never know, just wanted you to help me understand

I need some closure because, truthfully, I give a damn, I give a damn

Plenty of fish in the sea, but see, I ain’t no fisherman

See, I’m a middleman, a businessman, and this means business, man

Diggin' in the sand, lookin' for a reason, I’m not kiddin', man

Hello, no one is available to take your call

Please leave a message after the tone

I guess, there’s just a couple things I wanted to say

Spectacular speculations

I’m havin' some reservations

Imaginin' all the statements

That’s travellin' through these places

Back in, then buy some passionate

Trashin' of reputations

That actually don’t have facts, and

Reality left them baseless

I wish that we left them nameless

Associate 'em with faces

Make judgments from expectations

And watch as their heads are shakin'

These people want me to crumble

And turn to some medication

To fuck up my motivation

And focus on education

But I’m petty, petty, petty, petty

That’s all they really ever tell me

So many times that you convince me of shit

That I swear you could’ve won a Emmy

I got a phone in my hand, like a note for the 'Gram

And I’m thinkin' about holdin' your hand, but you don’t understand

I think that love is either gold or a scam

And you never really know 'til the end, like, how all this began

I’ve been comin' at this as a man

Tryna figure out where I fit into the plan

How does all the drama surround me?

I hear 'em followin' loudly

And I don’t wanna hear about this shit again

I guess that’s the way it goes when they stalk me

And do anything to try and stop me

I did nothing wrong, but that’s how it goes

When a basic bitch try to block me, yeah