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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bryson Tiller
Bryson Tiller
Vocals
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryson Tiller
Bryson Tiller
Songwriter
Steve Thornton
Steve Thornton
Songwriter
Craig Brockman
Craig Brockman
Songwriter
Charlene Keys
Charlene Keys
Songwriter
Nisan Stewart
Nisan Stewart
Songwriter
Christopher T. Justice
Christopher T. Justice
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael "Black Mic" Williams
Michael "Black Mic" Williams
Engineer
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
McCoy Socalgargoyle
McCoy Socalgargoyle
Assistant Mixing Engineer
SWIFF D
SWIFF D
Producer
Gravez
Gravez
Producer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
A'ight, a'ight, whatever, you doing too much
You doing too much
Ay
[Verse 2]
Let's go back to the time when your **** used to trip
'Bout the time we spent, girl, when we were just friends
It was all friendly on my end
Even though I look forward to seeing you again like, um
When am I seeing you again?
Ay, when are we speaking again?
Shit, you look good with that ink on your skin
Hood, but you far from the streets you was in, oh yeah
No, he don't like it, call me up
He don't like it
This was the perfect timin'
Love you, I'm certain I can
Talk about you like a queen, making him madder
As if he even never even mattered
And you a bad bitch, you keep gettin' badder
This ain't the side **** anthem
I been straight forward, he's goin' backwards
[Verse 3]
Relax, yo, just chill
I love you, I'm with you
I ain't with this ****
You don't think I?
My best friend, he's my brother, he's my brother
He's ain't your brother
Is that your blood? Ya'll got the same mom and daddy?
A'ight
You fuckin' that ****, that's what it is
I'm fuckin' my brother? That's my brother
No, no, if ya'll ain't got the same mom and daddy ya'll can fuck
You fuckin' him
[Verse 4]
You was on the verge of losin' her
You was acting like you ain't want shit to do with her
I cut out the bullshit and kept it true with her
That's why the sexual tension is high when I'm in rooms with her
She really the shit, I don't be juicin' her
I'm the shit too, that's why I'm so in tune with her
I feel like I'm sewn on ya
I feel like you grew on me
Have I grown on you?
Done frontin' like I don't want you
Keep treatin' me like I don't know you
Back and forth between me and all your ****
You're busy tonight, that figures
Tonight you're stayin' in his city
And still I answer your call when he doesn't answer at all (At all)
But I want that too, that's all (That's all)
I need the same in return, that's all (That's all)
[Verse 5]
That's all I want, all I want, all I want
That's all I want, all I want, yeah
All I want
Just a, just a little time
Written by: Bryson Tiller, Charlene Keys, Christopher T. Justice, Craig Brockman, Nisan Stewart, Steve Thornton
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