The way I feel about myself 'cuz I have self-esteem
And I'm gon' holla at cha
And I'm gon' holla at cha
And my girlfriends keep telling me, I'm doing too much
This is turning into something I ain't hip to
But it gets hard sometimes 'cuz there ain't no one just like you
I try my best but I can't shake this thing you got me through
Just leave your name and number
Is it 'cuz you on ya grid, 'cuz you're always on my mind
Why you tryna diss me when I just wanna kiss you
Baby, am I doing too much?
Baby, am I doing too much?
Why you tryna diss me when I just wanna kiss you
This is turning into something I ain't hip to
Now here I go again blowing you up
Baby, am I doing too much?
This is turning into something I ain't hip to
Just leave your name and number
Now here I go again blowing you up
Tell me what's the issue, who I give these lips to
Moving 'round the town wherever I'm getting my song played
And my girlfriends keep telling me, I'm doing too much
Sometimes I wonder if I'm just chasing a fantasy
All I can picture is the color of your eyes
Don't take this the wrong way, I been havin' long days, doing it
And the way you make me smile, I ain't felt this in a while
Baby, am I doing too much?
And I'm gon' holla at cha
And you know I'm looking fly tryna meet sum other guys
Baby, am I doing too much?
Now here I go again blowing you up
Baby, am I doing too much?
Tell me what's the issue, who I give these lips to
Why you tryna diss me when I just wanna kiss you
Tell me what's the issue, who I give these lips to
I keep on wondering if you was even, feeling me
See you got me all alone, waitin' right here by the phone
Baby, am I doing too much?
Why you tryna diss me when I just wanna kiss you
The way I feel about myself 'cuz I have self-esteem
Baby, am I doing too much?
I keep on wondering if this was even meant to be
I'm out with my girls tryna have a good time
I'm leaving messages and voicemails, telling you I miss you
Baby, am I doing too much?
Sometimes I wonder if I'm just chasing a fantasy
But I came to a conclusion that this is pure illusion
Ev day losing track of the people tryna call me
Tell me I'mma waste of time, boy, you showing me no sign
And my girlfriends keep telling me, I'm doing too much
Baby, am I doing too much?
Just leave your name and number
I'm leaving messages and voicemails, telling you I miss you
Just leave your name and number
Baby, am I doing too much?
And my girlfriends keep telling me, I'm doing too much
And I'm gon' holla at cha
Baby, am I doing too much?
Baby, am I doing too much?
Tell me what's the issue, who I give these lips to
Ronnie Ray all day, women in the hall way
This is turning into something I ain't hip to
For you to call me, just to here your voice tone
Baby, am I doing too much?
Chaos and confusion but I'm not gonna let it ruin
I keep on wondering if you were really coming through
I'm leaving messages and voicemails, telling you I miss you
Now here I go again blowing you up
Baby, am I doing too much?
I keep on wondering if everything you said was true
