Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Wayne
Lil Wayne
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Songwriter
Byron Thomas
Byron Thomas
Songwriter
Omololu Omari
Omololu Omari
Songwriter
Jermaine Preyan
Jermaine Preyan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mannie Fresh
Mannie Fresh
Producer
Manny Galvez
Manny Galvez
Recording Engineer
Jeff Edwards
Jeff Edwards
Recording Engineer
Jason Delattiboudere
Jason Delattiboudere
Assistant Recording Engineer
Brian Judd
Brian Judd
Assistant Recording Engineer
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
McCoy Socalgargoyle
McCoy Socalgargoyle
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
M. Testa
M. Testa
Recording Engineer
S. Valdez
S. Valdez
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Chorus]
I don't know who you are anymore
Talkin' to the man in her mirror that been fuckin' with these bitches
And it's dangerous, sleepin' with these strangers
Every night a different woman, doin' the same shit
But, you don't even call anymore and you don't even care
So who am I to love anyone?
I know it's fucked up
Different city, switchin' women
Puttin' cups up, gettin' fucked up
[Chorus]
And, we don't even talk anymore
Ain't got no time to spare, so who are we to trust anyone?
And that's what's fucked up
We gon' end up by ourselves and not each other
And that's so fucked up
[Verse 1]
Damn, love don't live here
Love, I don't live here
She say, "Why you leave your shit here?"
I'm tryna be sincere when we both know it ain't right
She hate that we can get loose, but I can never hang tight
But, we don't even make love anymore
Actin' like our phones got our attention or we watchin' television
And it's painless, we act like we strangers
I just don't know who we are anymore, damn
I'm not supposed to be here, 'cause love don't live here
But I'm here, and she here
She tell me stay all night, she just want a refill
And then she want to start fights 'bout what about how she feel
She tell me I'm a cheap thrill, I know she don't mean that
She think I feed her lies, but I don't get no feedback
As she watch me pack
"Baby, where my keys at?"
Kiss her on the forehead and then tell her that I'll be back, her teeth smacked
[Chorus]
I don't know who you are anymore
Talkin' to the man in her mirror that been fuckin' with these bitches
And it's dangerous, sleepin' with these strangers
Every night a different woman doin' the same shit
But you don't even call anymore
And you don't even care, so who am I to love anyone?
I know it's fucked up
Different city, switchin' women
Puttin' cups up, gettin' fucked up
[Chorus]
And, we don't even talk anymore
Ain't go no time to spare, so who are we to trust anyone?
And that's what's fucked up
We gon' end up by ourselves and not each other
And that's so fucked up
[Verse 2]
I was talkin' to myself the other day
My homies call me cray, my momma tell me "Pray"
She said I need a day, I said, "I need a bae"
She said, "Believe in faith"
Mom, they love me either way, hold up wait
Let me set my alarm, you say don't sweat your alarm
And now the pressure is on, so now there's sweat in my palm
But her reception ain't warm, so my deception preforms
And then that silence is awkward, like am I deaf or alone?
I got a jet in the morn' and she upset and I'm calm
And when a woman is scorned is when your welcome is worn
And now her temperature showin' and I just weathered her storm
And she expect me to stay, I be like, "Let go my arm!", she said, I
[Chorus]
Don't know who you are anymore
Talkin' to the man in her mirror, I've been fuckin' with these bitches
And it's dangerous, sleepin' with these strangers
Every night a different woman doin' the same shit
And she say, "You don't even call anymore"
And you don't even care, so who am I to love anyone?
I know it's fucked up
Different city, switchin' women
Puttin' cups up, gettin' fucked up
[Chorus]
She say, "We don't even talk anymore"
Ain't go no time to spare, so who are we to trust anyone?
And that's what's fucked up
We gon' end up by ourselves and not each other
And that's so fucked up
[Outro]
She say, "We don't make love anymore"
Actin' like our phones got our attention or we watchin' television
Not as painless, we actin' like strangers
Like we don't know who we are anymore, perfect strangers
Written by: Byron Thomas, Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr., Mack Maine, Omari Akinlolu, Omololu Omari
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