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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bryson Tiller
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryson Tiller
Songwriter
Joshua J-LOUIS Huizar
Composer
Aaron Booe
Songwriter
Teddy Walton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
J. Louis
Producer
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Jacob Richards
Assistant Engineer
Mike Seaberg
Assistant Engineer
DJ Riggins
Assistant Engineer
Lyrics
[PreChorus]
Must be the liquor 'cause I, I
I flew a stripper in tonight and we shared
We shared intimate nights
We shared, uh, stories about life
And wrongs I'm still rightin'
[Chorus]
And I know it don't make no sense
No, I don't wanna lose your love
How do we save it?
Girl, I used to be your favorite
'Til I got lost and found me, baby
And a lost phone 'cause I had to locate it
But did you notice, baby?
[Verse 1]
See, I'm losin' all my focus
If you chosin', am I chosen?
Cruisin' in this cold Benz
Soon pickin' up your friends
Give me dirty looks 'cause they know a lot
A hunnid with you, yeah, they know I'm not
I gave her twenty-five, not a whole lot
I knew textin' you would be a long shot
'Cause these conversations been bone dry
You know that I've been in my zone, I
I fuck around and made this song, I
I hope you goin' out for a long drive
Listen to me, "Right My Wrongs"
I did wrong, baby, I ain't gon' lie
Long song, don't need a long time
I need a phone line
Should I hit up 3-1-0 or 3-0-5?
She don't know, me-oh-my
Shoot the addy, I bet I be on time
It's true that he lit like neon sign
But you gettin' lit with hate beyond mine
Cool as it is, you don't need my shine
Took a lotta time just to free my mind
[Instrumental]
'Cause I got too many thoughts packed
I got too many
Caught lackin' in the coupe with the new boo
I shoulda had the coupe tinted
You the baddest, yeah, the shoe's fittin'
What's that, Gucci or a Buscemi?
Got new Dior, three new Fendi
Yes, I'm foolish, I'm provin' it with a GG
Now that's a guilt gift
Lookin' at the hands that I built with
And I'm thinking 'bout the things that I will fix
And I know you gotta heal just a little bit, but I will fix it
Tourin', all we needed was a little stitchin'
When I got money, shoulda been chill with it
Instead, I act dummy, ventriloquist
I know it's wack, honey, got me feelin' sick
Must be the jet or hunnid
[PreChorus]
'Cause I found someone different tonight
And we shared, we shared intimate nights
And we shared, uh, stories about life
And wrongs I'm still rightin'
[Chorus]
And I know it don't make no sense
No, I don't wanna lose your love
How do we save it?
Girl, I used to be your favorite
'Til I got lost and found me, baby
And a lost phone 'cause I had to locate it
But did you notice, baby?
[PostChorus]
Right now I'm focused, baby (Baby)
Yes, I'm focused right now (Focused right now)
Well, at least you know it now
Maybe we should slow it down
[Outro]
(Oh, oh, oh, oh)
All my **** told me, "You gotta stop your distractions" (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Just focus, focus (Yeah), focus, focus (Yeah), focus, focus, focus
Yeah
Written by: Aaron Booe, Bryson Tiller, Joshua J-LOUIS Huizar, Teddy Walton