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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Travis Scott
Vocals
Bryson Tiller
Vocals
Sy Ari Da Kid
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Songwriter
Bryson Tiller
Songwriter
Travis Peterson
Songwriter
Mandell Strawter
Songwriter
Sy Brockington
Songwriter
Joseph Anthony Gardner
Songwriter
Billy Angelo Garcia
Songwriter
Melvin Hough
Songwriter
Rivelino Wouter
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Teauxny
Producer
Illa Jones
Producer
Mel & Mus
Producer
Firas Quick
Recording Engineer
KAME HOUSE
Recording Engineer
Phillip "Big Dockz" Cromwell
Assistant Engineer
MIKE DEAN
Mixing Engineer
Sy Ari Da Kid
Producer
Lyrics
[Chorus]
Don't like what I saw, this life without yours
Despite I was lost, despite you got flaws
Just let our love play its course, let you tell it
What's mine is yours, what's yours is yours
All the signs I ignored, I play love like a sport
[Verse 1]
Yeah, first take, you ain't on time, you were late
When you around me, you're safe
You can't go off of a hearsay
I know that look on your face
You think you winnin' a race
You think all I do is play
I didn't put you in your place
Then why you still here in my place?
Yeah, thought so
Yeah, and also
You think too much, we all know
You think too much, we all know
I ain't tryna go back to war with your morals
You can't kill the vibe, it's immortal
I ain't buyin' it even though I can afford ya
'Cause I know
[Chorus]
Don't like what I saw, this life without yours
Despite I was lost, despite you got flaws
Just let our love play its course, let you tell it
What's mine is yours, what's yours is yours
All the signs I ignored, I play love like a sport
[Verse 2]
This love won't grow 'less we find growth
White on your nose, girl, won't you come over?
Let's both find hoes, let's fuck them both
But you think too hard, we all know
You think too hard, we all know
So say nothin', nothin'
'Cause you think too hard, we all know
Yeah, you know I'd rather lead than follow
You and me, baby, mano y mano
'Cause I know, I know
[Chorus]
Don't like what I saw, this life without yours
Despite I was lost, despite you got flaws
Just let our love play its course, let you tell it
What's mine is yours, what's yours is yours
All the signs I ignored, I play love like a sport
Like a sport, no, yeah
[Verse 3]
Okay, lil' mama, I still ain't heard from lil' mama
We go back to Angliana when you was studyin' in college
But I called you and brought you out to Santa Monica
Believed in you, I was your sponsor
I got love for you, but I'm not in love
Gave me affection, girl, I was lost, she gave me direction
Went through fuckin' you with no protection
All my blessings, girl, you one of all my blessings
You think I don't care about you?
Girl, you better call my best friend
I got time to waste, girl, I got time to waste
Girl, I cancelled everything just to get back on the same page
To finish the story, but you would rather ignore me
Your mama called to check on me
But you won't even pick up the phone
Shit, goddamn, you feelin' yourself
Out in Hollywood, you got a **** with some wealth
You ain't free tonight, I bet he call somebody else
Tryna tell you I'm the last real **** left
Damn right, you can hit me if you need help
With your love problems, with your money problems
I just might solve 'em (I just might solve 'em)
I just might solve 'em, I just might solve 'em (I just might solve 'em)
[Outro]
Just call me, or you could just pick up the phone, baby
I know you're, I know you're home, baby
Baby, I know, I know
Written by: Billy Angelo Garcia, Bryson Tiller, Jacques Bermon Webster II, Joseph Anthony Gardner, Mandell Strawter, Melvin Hough Ii, Rivelino R Wouter, Sy Brockington, Travis Peterson