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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Justine Skye
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Glenda Proby
Composer
Chauncey Hollis
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hit-Boy
Producer
Nathaniel Alford
Recording Engineer
Marcos Tovar
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Big papa, you dun lost my mother, top shotta
Gave you one more chance, and you didn't love me proper
Thirsty, okay, momma give you little water
But no more nana, truly he does it better, uh
If you wanna talk, we can talk about it
But really there ain't nothing left to figure out
And if you wanna stop, put your figures down, boy
I got to go, oh, I'm out the door
I seen't you, I peeped you
You glass, you see through
Red flag, but I still believed you
Pack up and move on is what you need to do
[Verse 2]
No more breath to waste on you
I had so much faith in you
You did what you wanted to
And now I gotta make moves, yeah
[Verse 3]
Boy, you a lil' boy
Still playin' games, you can miss me with the noise
Boy, you's a lil' boy
And I ain't got time for no itty, bitty boys
[Verse 4]
Damn, thought you had plans to be the man
But you too busy tryna be Peter Pan
Blowin' up my phone, now catch me if you can
But you could never catch me, red carpet at the ESPY's
Erased all the selfies, taking pictures with my nexty
Know you friend-zoned, so you tryna' be my bestie
That ain't how the game go, a new **** in the house like LL, Kangol
[Verse 5]
No more breath to waste on you
I had so much faith in you
You did what you wanted to
And now I gotta make moves, yeah
[Verse 6]
Boy, you a lil' boy
Still playin' games, you can miss me with the noise
Boy, you's a lil' boy
And I ain't got time for no itty, bitty boys
Written by: Chauncey Hollis, Glenda Proby