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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rylo Rodriguez
Rylo Rodriguez
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rylo Rodriguez
Rylo Rodriguez
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Stephanspazzin
Stephanspazzin
Producer
Prod by dawson
Prod by dawson
Producer
G06 Beatz
G06 Beatz
Producer
Kxvi
Kxvi
Producer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Thomas "Tillie" Man
Thomas "Tillie" Man
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

(Stephan Spazzin) Whole month straight, I was getting high, you had left me at my lowest I wasn't ready for no kid then, happy that you got abortion You doing makeup on the same ho I was sneaking on you with I'm dapping up the same n- you was creeping on me with And we thought we got past that You told me that was our last time I thought you got past that, your actions giving Matt Ryan I seen you got a new man and a lil' one on the way too I remember not having no car, but for you, I'm on the way through Hate that happened to you I shed a tear when they said your n- k- you, so many memories I go to our Facebook just to look at our old messages I was out in Houston, I went to readin' our old texts I'm not being insecure, I just know that I'm on your brother You the first lady I ever took serious and I'm far from being a buster I'm not a fool, go tie your shoes, we not a couple Goin' in your purse, you f- around and dropped a rubber "Who this for?" 'Cause you my b- and we be f- raw, every time "B-, who this for?" Like, b-, stop playing before I, never mind If lovin' you is wrong, I don't wanna be right If being right means being without you, I'd rather live a wrong doing life Rylo, she gon' leave you if you go back broke today Rylo, she gon' leave you if you go back broke today Long as I got you by my side, then they can talk bout what they wanna And I don't even care what them other people say I remember them and now I'm solo, hit his h-, now they ain't friends In the can gone for so long, he went to trial, but they ain't win She gotta pull up on me, long live Trouble, I ain't staying over I don't give a f- where we at, Ben Simmons, I ain't playin nowhere Can't believe you told, yeah, my dog said he can Even though we stand-up n-, that don't mean go take the stand New two-door coupe, sledgehammer, crushed diamonds Got the driver waiting for ya at baggage claim when you fly in I'm doin' this rap sh- here for us, for all us You a reflection of me so whatever you do, they gon' blame me for it You endured the fake - when you report Fully auto, he died in a shootout even though he started it "Rylo ain't go no motion, he flexin' Baby money like P artist" Why the f- you try to play me like a decoy? Why the f- you ain't tell me what time your plane was finna depart? Nah, for real, you need to stop it, yeah, I'on't like being toxic If lovin' you is wrong, I don't wanna be right If being right means being without you, I'd rather live a wrong doing life Rylo, she gon' leave you if you go back broke today Rylo, she gon' leave you if you go back broke today Long as I got you by my side, then they can talk bout what they wanna And I don't even care what them other people say I don't wanna be right If being right means being without you I'd rather live a wrong doing life Your mama and daddy say it's a shame It's a downright disgrace But long as I got you by my side I don't care what your people say
Writer(s): Carl Mitchell Hampton, Raymond E. Jackson, Kavi Morgan Lybarger, Homer Banks, Ryan Preston Adams, Stephan Allen Hughey, Park Min Geon, Paolamadelaine, Dawson James Odegard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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