Lyrics Blocked - Quadeca

Blocked

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