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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Drake
Drake
Vocals
Dougie F
Dougie F
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aubrey Drake Graham
Aubrey Drake Graham
Songwriter
Patrick Rosario
Patrick Rosario
Songwriter
Shiv Barot
Shiv Barot
Songwriter
Dougie F
Dougie F
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Noel Cadastre
Noel Cadastre
Recording Engineer
Greg Moffet
Greg Moffet
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Les "Bates" Bateman
Les "Bates" Bateman
Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Dave Huffman
Dave Huffman
Assistant Mastering Engineer
The Loud Pack
The Loud Pack
Producer
Harley Arsenault
Harley Arsenault
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Noah Shebib
Noah Shebib
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

You said, "Fuck me" and I was like, "Cool" So now what's the problem? Don't go hiding again Tired of asking where you been You left so abruptly I guess it's fuck me Tell me, what did I do wrong? Tell me, what did I do wrong? Tell me, what did I do wrong? Tell me, what did I do wrong? Before it's over I need you to come over once again And before you give me closure Need you to come a little bit closer Still steppin' like Omega Psi Phi for mine If bein' real was a crime, I'd be doin' life Like that nigga not nice, I don't know polite I'm the first ever antisocial socialite The pain that I seen in my mother's eyes in 2009 Have me workin' 'til it's 2049 And get hate when I tell you, "Oh, some other time" Like I really got some other time You just tell me, "Never mind" Know I sound crazy to a lazy mind Know it'll be a different kind Shout out to the people workin' 9-to-5 I be workin' 9-to-9 And the 6 upside down, it's a 9 You already know the vibe And they leave 'cause of pride, but they comin' back every time The devils that I recognize, most of them got pretty eyes Titties and some plans of just gettin' by, that's the way they live or die Easy to judge, but, girl, who am I? Truth or dare, I'ma take a Double Dare, truth is a suicide I would rather live a lie, keep you on the outside Introduce you to the guys Have you throwin' up the south side like you're one of mine But you're not one of mine You belong to everybody else when you're bored in your free time Shit could make a thug cry, play it like a tough guy Couldn't even land in the Hamptons, they didn't have the stairs for the shit I fly Swear it's like a metaphor, I can't even get down from the shit I climb Can't even get down from the shit I climb Yeah, girl, you're my size Made me tell you one time We was on the front line, shit was in my bloodline Waitin' for the sunshine But the sun never shines on me, on me Sleepin' in the whip sometimes, girl, I was sleepin' upright Henny, red cup life, broski kept it tucked tight Niggas talkin' bare shit about what they gon' do to mine Aw, now their tongues tied We was smokin', watched the sun climb I would trap until my thumbs cried Tryna change it all in one line, never seen a thug cry Love, it's been a long time Bet you never seen a thug cry, hit me on my hotline And no, ma, I'm not fine at all Don't go hiding again Tired of asking where you been You left so abruptly I guess it's fuck me Tell me, what did I do wrong? Tell me, what did I do wrong? Tell me, what did I do wrong? Tell me, what did I do wrong? Before it's over I need you to come over once again And before you give me closure Need you to come a little bit closer
Writer(s): Aubrey Drake Graham, Douglas John Ford, Patrick Rosario, Shivam Yogesh Barot, Bruno Philippe Gerard Dubois Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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