Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dexter W Tillis
Songwriter
Lyrics
(Yeah)
I think about our future (Yeah)
(Yo, Silo killed this)
Even though she told me that she'd stay (Yeah)
I know that I'ma lose her (Yeah, oh)
You don't gotta tell me twice
I promise all your secrets safe with me (Yeah, yeah)
And I know that you not serious but I like to make believe
See, that's my problem, you say you can solve them (Yeah)
You say I got hoes, but I promise I cut off all them (Yeah, yeah)
You say that I'm heartless, but you know I care for you
They gon' always turn they back, but I promise I'm there for you
I'm in her mouth like a Tic-Tac
Tell yo' big bro, "Come get your bitch back"
Rick and Prada, I mismatched
Old hoes, I don't miss that
I'm too fucked up, can't remember
I done turned into a singer
It's about that time of year again
It feel just like December
See, that's my problem, you say you can solve them (Yeah)
You say I got hoes, but I promise I cut off all them (Yeah, yeah)
You say that I'm heartless, but you know I care for you
They gon' always turn they back but I promise I'm there for you
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Written by: Dexter W Tillis
