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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sevyn Streeter
Sevyn Streeter
Lead Vocals
Kevin Randolph
Kevin Randolph
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eric Bellinger
Eric Bellinger
Songwriter
Kevin Randolph
Kevin Randolph
Songwriter
Tuo Clark
Tuo Clark
Songwriter
Marcos 'Kosine' Palacios
Marcos 'Kosine' Palacios
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ryan Kaul
Ryan Kaul
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Marcos 'Kosine' Palacios
Marcos 'Kosine' Palacios
Recording Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Da Internz
Da Internz
Producer

Lyrics

I shoulda never offered it But he made me feel like this could be forever Never thought he could run off with it But that don't make it no better He used to hit me least 4 times a day Then he got what he wanted Caught me by surprise I never saw it coming Wa-wa-wa-wa-walls build... down and up There goes my pride Bars shattered Now I realize I should've used protection Instead of moving so fast But I'm a sucker for affection Shoulda never showed you that And now I got myself to blame, why did I let you come in I shouldna gave my heart away but I trusted you with it Niggas be on that bullshit Havin' us lookin' foolish Can't keep lettin'em do this (Bitch ass niggas) One minute call us baby Next minute call us crazy Niggas be on that bullshit (Bitch ass niggas) And you'll say... it's all in my head It's all in my head It's all in my head So I ignore my intuition and believe every word that you said Wa-wa-wa-wa-walls build... down and up There goes my pride Bars shattered Now I realize I shoulda used protection Instead of moving so fast But I'm a sucker for affection Shoulda never showed you that And now I got myself to blame, why did I let you come in I shouldna gave my heart away but I trusted you with it Niggas be on that bullshit Havin' us lookin' foolish Can't keep lettin'em do this (Bitch ass niggas) One minute call us baby Next minute call us crazy Niggas be on that bullshit (Bitch ass niggas) Niggas be on that bullshit Actin' like they dont do shit (do shit, do shit) What the fuck? I look stupid It's the way that you made me And this the way you repay Give you all of me, all of me Now you see another pimp on yo lady I feel... Like you was just a waste of time forreal (Yea, that's that true shit) Oh, and I won't never come tumbling down (Not never, again!) I shoulda used protection Instead of moving so fast But I'm a sucker for affection Shoulda never showed you that And now I got myself to blame, why did I let you come in I shouldna gave my heart away but I trusted you with it Niggas be on that bullshit Havin' us lookin' foolish Can't keep lettin'em do this (Bitch ass niggas) One minute call us baby Next minute call us crazy Niggas be on that bullshit (Bitch ass niggas) Bitch ass niggas Bitch ass niggas Bitch ass niggas (That true shit)
Writer(s): Amber Streeter, Eric A. Bellinger, Ernest Clark, Marcos Enrique Palacios, Kevin Lamont Randolph Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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