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INTERPRÉTATION
Summer Walker
Summer Walker
Chant
Trey Songz
Trey Songz
Voix principales
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Summer Walker
Summer Walker
Paroles
Trey Songz
Trey Songz
Paroles
Carl McCormick
Carl McCormick
Paroles/Composition
Christian Ward
Christian Ward
Paroles/Composition
Lerron Carson
Lerron Carson
Paroles/Composition
Noah Neverson
Noah Neverson
Paroles/Composition
Norman Whitfield
Norman Whitfield
Paroles/Composition
Terry Lewis
Terry Lewis
Paroles/Composition
Tremaine Neverson
Tremaine Neverson
Paroles/Composition
James Harris
James Harris
Paroles/Composition
Nija Charles
Nija Charles
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
DJ Riggins
DJ Riggins
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Jacob Richards
Jacob Richards
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Michael Seaberg
Michael Seaberg
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Ingénierie de mixage
Cardiak
Cardiak
Production
Hitmaka
Hitmaka
Production
Paul Cabbin
Paul Cabbin
Production
Mike Seaberg
Mike Seaberg
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage

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Yeah It's been a long time Hitmaka! I should've seen it from the jump Who would've knew what we'd become? You like to love me when it's easy Then take my heart away and run (run) You must've took off with the chauffeur You put your bags all in the trunk (trunk) I saw the Bentley pulling over (oh) I guess this is what you want (want) Ayy, I could cuss you out, hit my side bitch You think she flewed out, I deny it Nothing in my way I decided No, no If it isn't love, why I keep coming back? I keep coming back, back home And if it isn't love, why I keep coming back? I keep coming back, back home Why are you so hard to leave? Why are you so hard to believe? Can't you make it easy for me? I complicate in my brain Swear to God you make me go insane You love me then you make me feel a way Oh how you bring me happiness and pain? You get on my last damn nerves Then I say that I'm done Then I miss you in the middle of the club By the end of the night I'm calling you drunk So if this isn't love If it isn't love, (tell me) why I keep coming back? I keep coming back, back home (ooh if it isn't love) And If it isn't love, why I keep coming back? I keep coming back, back home I should've seen it from the get go Said if you love it you should let go Always switch up like the season Right back every time we say we're leaving I guess it's never really over Just get them bags up out the trunk Baby I just need to hold ya Unless this is what you want Oh, I could cuss you out, hit my side bitch (oh no) You think she flewed out, I deny it Nothing in my way I decided No, no If it isn't love, why do I keep coming back? I keep coming back, back home (oh no) And if it isn't love, why I keep coming back? (Oh why do I?) I keep coming back, back home Keep coming back home
Writer(s): Norman Jesse Whitfield, Tremaine Aldon Neverson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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