Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
Blxst
Blxst
Vocais
Kiara Sheé
Kiara Sheé
Voz
Abigail Achiri
Abigail Achiri
Voz
Christina Carbajal
Christina Carbajal
Voz
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Dylan Graham
Dylan Graham
Composição
Matthew Burdette
Matthew Burdette
Composição
Benjamin Mcgregor Wilson
Benjamin Mcgregor Wilson
Composição
Stephane Antione Reibaldi
Stephane Antione Reibaldi
Composição
Mark Spears
Mark Spears
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Ben10k
Ben10k
Produção
Dylan Graham
Dylan Graham
Produção
Sounwave
Sounwave
Produção
Lance Powell
Lance Powell
Engenharia (mixagem)
Chris Ulrich
Chris Ulrich
Engenharia
James Musshorn
James Musshorn
Engenharia
Noah Rodriguez
Noah Rodriguez
Engenharia (assistente)
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Engenharia (masterização)
Jeremy "Jboi" Jung
Jeremy "Jboi" Jung
Design de som
Matt Bernard
Matt Bernard
Coprodução
Patron
Patron
Produção

Letra

[Verse 1]
And I hate when you pick me apart
You know my weakness, you a demon for keeping my heart
Give me a reason to start
I can't tell if you're reflecting myself in you
But I hope there's still some hope in us fixing our lil' issue
Girl, I was hoping to build with you
But if you leave it's even, you bringing that L with you
[PreChorus]
I shoulda never took you court-side
Or let you push the Porsche in sports drive
I'm still the villain, yes, of course, I know
I know, yeah
I'm lit, I hate to show my dark side
Should've changed your name from heart eyes
If they say home where the heart is
Why I feel like I'm always outside?
[Chorus]
You can call it part of my selfish ways
I'm too player to let myself get played
If we happen to go our separate ways, oh
Don't hate the player, hate the game
You can call it part of my selfish ways
I'm too player to let my self get played
If we happen to go our separate ways, oh
Don't hate the player, hate the game
[Verse 2]
I never told you what's been weighing on my shoulders
Not as pretty as you want it, try to catch me when I'm sober
Opened up to give you closure
But it's pain in exchange for the dreams I done sold you
How could you blame me, you forgot I'm human too?
It shouldn't stain me, sorry I'm not bulletproof
Sorry for my sorries, yeah, that's hardly something I ever do
Cut me out your heart and throw a party if I mention you
[PreChorus]
I shoulda never took you court-side
Or let you take off in the frog eyes
I'm still the villain, yes, of course, I know
I know, yeah
I'm at the point if it don't work, then fine
I left my feelings on a hard drive
I know home where the heart is
But it feel like I'm always outside
[Chorus]
You can call it part of my selfish ways
I'm too player to let myself get played
If we happen to go our separate ways, oh
Don't hate the player, hate the game
You can call it part of my selfish ways
I'm too player to let my self get played
If we happen to go our separate ways, oh
Don't hate the player, hate the game
[Outro]
You can call it part of my selfish ways
I'm too player to let myself get played
If we happen to go our separate ways, oh
Then hate the game
Hate the game
Hate the game
Happen to go our separate ways, oh
Written by: Benjamin Mcgregor Wilson, Dylan Graham, Mark Anthony Spears, Matthew Burdette, Stephane Antione Reibaldi
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