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INTERPRÉTATION
Bryson Tiller
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Bryson Tiller
Paroles/Composition
Joshua Huizar
Paroles/Composition
Teddy Walton
Paroles/Composition
Aaron Booe
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Bryson Tiller
Ingénierie de prise de son
Teddy Walton
Production
Jaycen Joshua
Ingénierie de mixage
Jacob Richards
Assistance d’ingénierie
Mike Seaberg
Assistance d’ingénierie
DJ Riggins
Assistance d’ingénierie
Colin Leonard
Ingénierie de mastérisation
J-Louis
Production
Paroles
Yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy
Ayy, ayy, yeah, ayy
Ayy, ayy, yeah, ayy
Yeah
Say I didn't love you, you know a nigga loved you
Did you forget to mention?
All the things I did for you, times I made a trip
'Cause I know you hate the distance
Baby, it's alright (It's alright)
Go ahead and take your time
But you gotta make your mind
Make your mind up, ooh
Girl, it's on you to tell me what you wanna do
Ayy
Tell me no, tell me somethin', tell me, is it someone
See you playin' with pronto, must know somethin' I don't, uh
Can't keep explainin' myself, feels like I'm drainin' myself
I guess there's no one to blame but myself
Got a big Henny cup, I'll drink it with help
I'm taintin' myself, I'm ashamed of myself
I've been praying for myself like you used to
Embracin' myself, like you do too
I know things is different, your name is different
And as strange as it is, I'm okay with this
And I can't say it different, never even met him
Can't hate the nigga, although I hate the feelin'
I gotta
Although I hate the feelin', I gotta face the feelin'
I gotta feel that shit
Bury the feelin', kill that shit
The only way to heal that shit, you know
They won't hear a nigga talk that shit
As trill as this, as real as this
I'm feelin' like I still got this
I give you more or somethin', until that's it
Writer(s): Bryson Tiller, Teddy Walton, Joshua Louis Huizar, Aaron Booe
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