Video musicale

Crediti

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Malik Wade
Malik Wade
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Malik Wade
Malik Wade
Mixing Engineer
Jay Smith
Jay Smith
Recording Engineer
ALX Sound
ALX Sound
Producer

Testi

I say I hate you in a second I'm still praying that we last Cause I'd hate to see you leave me in the present When in all honesty I loved you in the past I'm still gripping on your ass when the tension reach its limit And I know you like to travel, but I'm scared to move my pivot And I hate when I gotta leave you Just to love you from you a distance I wanna fuck you to my music, I'm honest and I'm explicit I'm twisted like a Rubik's, I know that I'm confusing One day I'm in my bag I want your bags labeled Gucci But hurt us My heart's in it, but the shit never functions I broke us up like we ain't properly structured I shouldn't have acted off none of my assumptions Now it's problem after problem them shit's come in abundance Life changed when we got the news You still on a pedestal, promise that it's better for you I fucked up I fucked up If it's helpful then I use it Story's out then I produced it Pussy's like a drug, I got on and just abused it I never lied to you just told the truth through my music Them bitches say they better I tell them bitches they clueless And hopefully this is my chance to prove that I'm improving You already hated niggas I proved that niggas was ruthless I'm not proud of my actions but my actions elusive My pride stay intact but the damage conclusive I go to sleep thinking bout your pretty face Know that you my dinner plate In a perfect world I make no mistakes But just in case, this is it for us I'd love to say I'm sorry for everything I've done And this took a take
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