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PERFORMING ARTISTS
6LACK
6LACK
Rap
Dylan Wiggins
Dylan Wiggins
Synthesizer
Fwdslxsh
Fwdslxsh
Synthesizer
Kill September
Kill September
Synthesizer
Singawd
Singawd
Programming
Marco Bernardis
Marco Bernardis
Saxophone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dylan Wiggins
Dylan Wiggins
Songwriter
Adeyinka Bankole
Adeyinka Bankole
Songwriter
Abigail Smith
Abigail Smith
Songwriter
James Francies
James Francies
Songwriter
Tomi Mannonen
Tomi Mannonen
Songwriter
Trevor Slade
Trevor Slade
Songwriter
Ricardo Valdez Valentine Jr.
Ricardo Valdez Valentine Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dylan Wiggins
Dylan Wiggins
Additional Producer
Fwdslxsh
Fwdslxsh
Producer
Kill September
Kill September
Producer
Singawd
Singawd
Producer
Jon Castelli
Jon Castelli
Mixing Engineer
Joshua Deguzman
Joshua Deguzman
Mixing Engineer
Jared Gagarin
Jared Gagarin
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Playin' house not okay, even though we got room for each other (ooh) Try to build and it feels like we managed to hurt one another (All the time) that we spend workin' on our foundation, jugglin' our new relation It's like we need a reno-, it's like we need a renovation Convos go in circles lately (ooh) Believin' that you really hate me (ooh) Miscommunication leads to separation, damn So no more playin' house No more thinkin' 'bout livin' together Just worry 'bout doin' better now So no more playin' house No more thinkin' 'bout livin' together Let's worry 'bout doin' better now No more playin' (no, no more, oh) Oh-oh (no more playin') Playin' house not okay even when you found a perfect lover (ooh) Overfill and we manage to spill what we have goin' under (All the time) that we spend lookin' for a revelation, waitin' on some confirmation We in it, then we out, how you call that dedication? (How you call it?) Feel like it's on purpose lately (mmh) I'm actin' like this shit don't faze me (mmh) Miscommunication fuckin' up the vibration So no more playin' house No more thinkin' 'bout livin' together Just worry 'bout doin' better now No more I've been livin' out of this suitcase for way too long Sellin' my coat and smokin' my last Promise not to look into your past, no Now I can say that I'm stronger At least, now, I can admit that I was wrong and Won't hold it against myself, won't hold it
Writer(s): Trevor Slade, Adeyinka Bankole-ojo, James Norris Francies, Abigail Elizabeth Smith, Ricardo Valdez Jr. Valentine, Dylan Patrice Wiggins, Tomi Mannonen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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