Good evening. How's everybody feeling out there. Y'all good?. I talk my shit again?. . (Eric Bellinger). I really don't know where we should go from here.
Good evening. How's everybody feeling out there. Y'all good?. I talk my shit again?. . I really don't know where we should go from here. It feels like time is escaping.
I still picture your affection. I still hear you like we're talkin' on the phone. I still feel it. Like you're right there holdin' on to me. But words cannot explain.