Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rod Wave
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rodarius Green
Songwriter
Thomas Horton
Songwriter
Sam Smith
Songwriter
Mikkel S. Eriksen
Songwriter
Tor Erik Hermansen
Songwriter
James Napier
Songwriter
Evgeny Ermakov
Songwriter
Antonio Ramos
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
TntXD
Producer
Colorado
Producer
Trillgotjuice
Producer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Have you ever felt like being somebody else?
Somebody
Feeling like the mirror isn't good for your health?
Pipe that shit up, TnT
Every day, I'm trying not to hate myself
Tryin' not to—, tryin' not to—
You know, hate, hate what I been through changed me, know what I'm sayin'? (Colorado run for mil')
Trill got that juice, ****
[Intro]
Just a little bit, love me more
Just a little bit, love me more
Oh, no, love me more
Just a little bit, love me more
Have you ever felt like being somebody else?
Youngin', uh, uh, youngin' (And it breaks my heart)
Feeling like the mirror isn't good for your health?
And it broke my heart, and it breaks my heart
Look, look
[Verse 1]
I got stabbed in my back and crossed so many times
I don't know who to trust, think everybody lyin' (Lyin')
I be finna give up, 'cause I'm so tired of tryin' (Tryin')
Crawl under a rock, and isolate my mind (Mind)
I don't want no broke friends 'cause I'm larger than a bitch (Larger)
Don't want no rap friends, 'cause they be flawer than a bitch
My old friends changing, seen it in HD (In HD)
If you a fake-flawed fuck ****, then what that make me, huh? (Make me)
'Cause I was cool with you, ****
Broke in houses, skipped school with you, ****
Stood on the block and broke the rules with you, ****
The whole time you was foolin' me, **** (Foolin' me, ****)
Who would've knew the price we paid for platinum plaques?
This fortune and this fame got strings attached
People get to actin' weird when fame attached
Come around and live they life with my name attached (Oh-whoa-oh)
[Chorus]
I said, "Girl, where you going?" (Where you going, love?)
"You can't stay a little while longer?" (Why you going, love?)
The real from the fake and the fake from the flawed
Gettin' harder to tell 'em apart (Apart)
And it breaks my heart, and it breaks my heart (My heart, it really breaks my heart)
And it breaks my heart, and it breaks my heart (It really breaks my heart, it really breaks my heart)
You really broke my heart, I—, why you break my heart? (You break my heart)
Break my heart (You break my heart)
Yeah, it broke my heart, and it breaks my heart
[Outro]
Yeah, yeah (What's up fam', that's how you feel, family?)
Oh, whoa
Real from the fake, and the fake from the flawed (Aye, the world gon' hear this)
Harder to tell them apart
And it breaks my heart, and it breaks my heart (Aye, can you hear me? Is this shit going? Is this mic on?)
**** real is rare, just know
[Outro]
Every day, I'm trying not to hate myself
But lately, it's not hurtin' like it did before
Just a little bit, love me more
Just a little bit, love me more
Oh, no, love me more
Just a little bit, love me more
Written by: Antonio Ramos, Evgeny Ermakov, James Napier, Mikkel S. Eriksen, Rodarius Green, Sam Smith, Thomas Horton, Tor Erik Hermansen