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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Injury Reserve
Injury Reserve
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dylan Brady
Dylan Brady
Composer
Nathaniel Ritchie
Nathaniel Ritchie
Composer
Parker Corey
Parker Corey
Composer
Jhaisaih Everidge
Jhaisaih Everidge
Composer
Shelley Massenburg-Smith
Shelley Massenburg-Smith
Composer
Jordan Groggs
Jordan Groggs
Composer
Melik Richard
Melik Richard
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Injury Reserve
Injury Reserve
Producer
Melikxyz
Melikxyz
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I been
Callin'
For you
Know that I been
[Verse 2]
Know that I been on your mind some time
It's one of them things, you can't deny
And you know it's sweeter than the previous time
I'm just tryna get it right
'Cause I know that I been on your mind some time
It's one them things you may not like
While I'm just coastin' up in New Hawaii
I'm in deeper than I thought I might
[Verse 3]
Know that I been on your mind some time
It's one of them things, you can't deny
And you know it's sweeter than the previous time
I'm just tryna get it right
'Cause I know that I been on your mind some time
It's one of them things you may not like
While I'm just coastin' up in New Hawaii
I'm in deeper than I thought I might
[Verse 4]
Know that I've been
Fallin'
For you
For quite a long time now
And I've been callin' on you
To let you know what I'm talkin' about, yeah
[Verse 5]
And I said, how could I be fallin' if you see me standin' upright?
Tell me how much longer if it's not goin' down tonight
Don't know how to call it when I'm asked about my love life
[Verse 6]
All these questions got me uptight
Now I'm all up in my bag, and in this bag there is no sunlight
The dark is not a habitat for me 'cause I'm a sunshine
Thinkin' 'bout somebody who ain't thought about me one time
You say you love me too
Well, bitch, act like it sometimes
[Verse 7]
You got me feelin' shit that I ain't felt before
You got me sayin' shit that I ain't said before
Well I said it to my mom, I said it to my dad
I said it to some friends, but I don't mean like that
I'd put all my bread on us if I had to bid
You got me in my head, Picassoin' our kids
Like, would they get your eyes, would they get my nose?
Maybe I have it backwards, I don't know, who knows?
Maybe they can dance, maybe they can rap
Or maybe be a doctor, nothin' like they dad
Maybe by then technology could choose all that
But I wouldn't do that shit, I love just what we have
Edge of my bed, wonderin' why I deserve this
Back in my head, Picassoin' our kids
Hopin' they more of you and all this love you give
Hopin' they meet someone that make them feel like this
Written by: Composer Author Unknown, Dylan Brady, Jhaisaih Everidge, Jordan Groggs, Melik Richard, Nathaniel Ritchie, Parker Corey, Shelley Massenburg-Smith
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