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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Russ
Russ
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Russell Vitale
Russell Vitale
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Russ
Russ
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
(Yeah)
Maybe it's just not our time (Our time)
You got your life, I got mine
You're too far away, let's be real (Let's be real)
To get too attached, let's be real (Let's be real)
But baby on the other hand
[Verse 2]
We be kickin' it, can't find nothing wrong with you
You stay up with me, help me with a song or two
Your mama loves me, and I think my mama loves you too (Oh, oh oh)
[Verse 3]
I love you dearly, love it when you near me
Love how you don't care I make weekly what they make yearly
Plus I love your accent I love your compassion
Plus you singing sweetly (Yeah)
Then on the flip side, barely sent an invite
But that's all it took you heart to play up in your insides
Talking to my homies, I can't be the only
This can't be her first time
[Verse 4]
Maybe it's just not our time (Our time)
You got your life, I got mine
You're too far away, let's be real (Let's be real)
To get too attached, let's be real (Let's be real)
But baby on the other hand
[Verse 5]
We be kickin' it, can't find nothing wrong with you
You stay up with me, help me with a song or two
Your mama loves me, and I think my mama loves you too (Oh, oh oh)
[Verse 6]
Yeah, I can't tell, do I miss you enough to drink?
Or did I drink enough to miss you, so in love I'm scared to blink?
God forbid I miss a moment with you, we sharing the bed
Takin' leaps of faith in love together, we sharing the ledge
And around that time, our trust issues be kicking in (Kicking in)
I swear Latina and trouble is just a synonym (Synonym)
Despite chemistry, it's so hard to overlook how we met
Miami hotel, girl, it's hard to forget
[Verse 7]
Maybe it's just not our time (Our time)
You got your life, I got mine
You're too far away, let's be real (Let's be real)
To get too attached, let's be real (Let's be real)
But baby on the other hand
[Verse 8]
We be kickin' it, can't find nothing wrong with you
You stay up with me, help me with a song or two
Your mama loves me, and I think my mama loves you too (Oh, oh oh)
[Verse 9]
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
Written by: Russ, Russ Barenberg
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