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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
JID
Vocals
Baby Tate
Speaker
6LACK
Vocals
Ella Mai
Vocals
Henryk Debich
Sampled Artist
Mereba
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ron Gilmore
Songwriter
Anthony Parrino
Songwriter
Ella Mai Howell
Songwriter
Andrzej Żylis
Songwriter
Destin Route
Songwriter
Marian Mereba
Songwriter
Ricardo Valentine
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
JID
Recording Engineer
Elite
Producer
Raúl Chirinos
Recording Engineer
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Ron Gilmore
Additional Producer
Juro "Mez" Davis
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
I been so down on my luck and stuff ain't lookin' up
I need somethin' that's takin' me higher
And maybe I'm outta touch in a rush
And life been kickin' my butt, but that ignited the fire
And maybe it's when I'm spillin' my guts
Know you don't trust me or love me, you steady call me a liar
Or maybe you really hate me, you can't be
I need for somethin' to save me 'cause, little baby, I'm tired, yeah
How you gon' dump me and then leave wit' my hoodie?
And you ain't comin' back, give me back my hoodie
And now, you tryna make a scene at the movies
You really wanna act, bitch, we at the movies
I want my money back, I'm leavin' for goodie
And I get aggy, don't even wanna be here
And you get mad 'cause you don't even wanna leave here
And now, it's bad 'cause we ain't even seen the previews
And now, she mad, takin' shit to social media
And I just need you to tell me how you feelin'
And I just need you to come at me with real shit
Botherin' people 'cause we fightin' in the dark, yeah
We ain't gotta leave but we gon' sit a seat apart
Uh, tears in the bucket of fuck-its
Fightin' and fuckin' and tusslin' and fightin' and fuckin'
Lovin', lovin' unless you lucky
I fuck with you because you real and you beautiful
But still, starin' at the screen only thinkin' how I feel, for real
I wanna share my popcorn wit' you
'Cause I won't eat the whole thing
But you still got an issue
And I been tryna sip yo' drink, meet the kid in the middle
But naw, movie over, she just goes to the car
Pull off, she drove, didn't open the door
So cold outside, and ya boy need a ride
Oh, God, it's really a problem, and I'm so tired of
I been so down on my luck and stuff ain't lookin' up
I need somethin' that's takin' me higher
And maybe I'm outta touch in a rush
And life been kickin' my butt, but that ignited the fire
And maybe it's when I'm spillin' my guts
Know you don't trust me or love me, you steady call me a liar
Or maybe you really hate me, you can't be
I need for somethin' to save me 'cause, little baby, I'm tired, yeah, I'm tired, baby
Hey, how you gon' leave wit' yo number on my phone bill?
Look inside yo' wallet, you got one bill
Never got a job, but you want chill
Girl, that shit is unreal
I'm feelin' a little sluggish
You think I'm entertainin' all the rubbish
It's a no from me, dawg
I guess I gotta let you free fall
Flippin' through my shit like we in a gym, naw
I'm talkin' my shit 'cause I'm off the Hen', dawg
If I, uh
There ain't nothin' left to admire
I been listenin' to Mýa like whoa
Don't you let the love turn to pyro
How you let it drag on? Spyro
Goin' 'em at Matt Ryan, spirals
I'm seein' Z after Z after Z
He, wait, who after me, huh?
Wait, don't actually explain nothin', I don't wanna know
I'm tired every time I come home
She all alone, it ain't my fault
I'm livin' life, she in the dark (Yeah, yeah)
Ain't got no bite, a lot of bark
I clear the room, so we can talk
I been so down on my luck and stuff ain't lookin' up
I need somethin' that's takin' me higher
And maybe I'm outta touch in a rush
And life been kickin' my butt, but that ignited the fire
And maybe it's when I'm spillin' my guts
Know you don't trust me or love me, you steady call me a liar
Or maybe you really hate me, you can't be
I need for somethin' to save me 'cause, little baby, I'm tired
Tired, that makes two of us
I'm a liar, where's the truth in that?
I can't figure how you run your mouth
You been so down on your luck, and stuff ain't lookin' up
You need somethin' that's takin' you higher
Maybe you're out of touch in a rush
And life been kickin' your butt, but that ignited your fire
And baby, it's when you're spillin' your guts
You don't trust me, love me, steady call me a liar
Oh, baby, you really hate me, you can't be
You need for somethin' to save you
'Cause, little baby, you tired, tired
Written by: Andrzej Żylis, Anthony Parrino, Destin Route, Dicaprio, Ella Mai Howell, Marian Mereba, Ricardo Valdez Valentine Jr., Ron Gilmore