Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bryson Tiller
Bryson Tiller
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryson Tiller
Bryson Tiller
Songwriter
Joshua Huizar
Joshua Huizar
Songwriter
Teddy Walton
Teddy Walton
Songwriter
Aaron Booe
Aaron Booe
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bryson Tiller
Bryson Tiller
Recording Engineer
Teddy Walton
Teddy Walton
Producer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Jacob Richards
Jacob Richards
Assistant Engineer
Mike Seaberg
Mike Seaberg
Assistant Engineer
DJ Riggins
DJ Riggins
Assistant Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
J-Louis
J-Louis
Producer

Lyrics

[Chorus]
Say I didn't love you, you know a **** loved you
Did you forget to mention?
All the things I did for ya, times I made a trip
'Cause I know you hate the distance
Baby, it's alright (It's alright)
Go ahead and take your time
But you gotta make your mind
Make your mind up, ooh
Girl, it's on you, tell me what you wanna do
[Verse 1]
Tell me no, tell me somethin'
Tell me, is it someone?
Seen you claim him pronto
Must know something I don't
I can't keep explaining myself
Feels like I'm draining myself
I guess there's no one to blame but myself
Got a big Henny cup, thought drinking would help
Been tainting myself, I'm ashamed of myself
I been praying for myself like you used to
Embracing myself like you do too
I know things is different, your name is different
And as strange as it is, I'm okay with this
And I can't say it different
Never even met him, can't hate the ****
Although I hate the feeling, I gotta
Although I hate the feeling, I gotta face the feeling
I gotta feel that shit, dead the feeling, kill that shit
The only way to heal that shit, you know
They wanna hear a **** talk that shit
As trill as this, as real as this
I'm feeling like I still got this
I'll give you more soon, until, that's it
Written by: Aaron Booe, Bryson Tiller, Joshua Huizar, Teddy Walton
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