Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Teyana Taylor
Teyana Taylor
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Teyana Taylor
Teyana Taylor
Songwriter
Travis Marsh
Travis Marsh
Songwriter
Brittany "@Chi_Coney" Coney
Brittany "@Chi_Coney" Coney
Songwriter
Denisia Blujune Andrews
Denisia Blujune Andrews
Songwriter
Ira Andrews
Ira Andrews
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
NOVA WAV
NOVA WAV
Producer
1 One Ca$h
Producer
Travis Marsh
Travis Marsh
Producer
Baruch Nembhard
Baruch Nembhard
Engineer
Mike Snell
Mike Snell
Recording Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Jacob Richards
Jacob Richards
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Mike Seaberg
Mike Seaberg
Assistant Mixing Engineer
DJ Riggins
DJ Riggins
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Oh, oh My body's your addiction Your touch is my affliction I speak, you never listen Somehow we stay consistent Rehearsin' my thoughts on the way to your crib, oh Overnight bag in the back of the whip You hypnotize my feelings Then judge the way I'm healing I thought you grew up Christian Let's talk about forgiveness But you wanna sit and breathe on the phone, no The silence is tellin' me something's wrong We can't fuck it away, we can't tuck it away (Oh, oh) We can't drink it away, Hennessy it away, yeah (Oh-oh, oh) We can't fight it away, can't one night it away Too much pride in the way, yeah Tryna get through to you feels like a burden Why am I so confused if we're for certain? Too much on my mind, too much on the line Don't know why every time That shit like talkin' to concrete, concrete, concrete Harder than concrete, concrete, concrete I need something concrete, concrete, concrete Yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh, ooh, woah We can't moan it away, we can't blow it away (Oh, oh) We can't lay it away, day by day it away, yeah (Oh, oh, oh) We can't text it away, can't finesse it away, yeah, yeah Gaslightin' my emotions Somehow you got the notion A woman's better broken, but nigga, don't provoke me When I get reactive you tell me to chill That's that toxic shit that I don't feel I weaponize the pussy You strong enough to push me I call you on your bullshit, you take it as I'm pushy Tell me what's worse, lookin' crazy or weak? (Weak, weak) Don't know how I got tangled up in your sheets We can't kiss it away, we can't wish it away (Oh, oh) We can't throw it away, ignore it away (Oh, oh, oh) We can't smoke it away, can't just roll it away Can't control it this way Tryna get through to you feels like a burden Why am I so confused if we're for certain? Too much on my mind, too much on the line Don't know why every time That shit like talkin' to concrete, concrete, concrete Harder than concrete, concrete, concrete I need something concrete, concrete, concrete Yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh, ooh, woah We can't moan it away, we can't blow it away (Oh, oh) We can't lay it away, day by day it away, yeah (Oh, oh, oh) We can't text it away, can't finesse it away
Writer(s): Teyana Taylor, Brittany Coney, Travis Marsh, Denisia Andrews, Ira Andrews Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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