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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
SLAY
SLAY
Lead Vocals
Eddie Deuce
Eddie Deuce
Performer
Tialae
Tialae
Harmony Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Neneh Kaydea
Neneh Kaydea
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Eddie Deuce
Eddie Deuce
Producer
Neneh Kaydea
Neneh Kaydea
Recording Engineer
Mike Kuz
Mike Kuz
Mixing Engineer
Edmund Smith
Edmund Smith
Producer

Lyrics

Sometimes I lie
(Lie)
Sometimes I don't
(Don't)
I did somethings
(Things)
That you probably won't
Only honest over pianos
Ain't tryna live my life out in a damn scandal
Just for instance
On tour more sex scenes than Basic Instincts
And Blade here with Sharon stoned
Man I had leave that shit alone
My virgin lungs yo they won't condone
I rather sit back and drink a glass of Patron
And yeah I bent the rules
Come on girl yo we went to different schools
But every marking period and semester
You the one that I always stayed next to
Nowadays you only cry for me
Remember when you used to be real shy to me?
Nervous to say hi to me
Back then meant to be was like a prophecy
But you made your decisions
And your problem is you really don't listen
(Listen)
So play your position
And your problem is you really don't listen
Let me say one thing
As time passed things changed
But I was always understanding tho'
Late nights in the studio
I knew certain things came first
But who was there when I needed comfort?
Simple questions tough answers
Oh and who the fuck is Amanda?
Got me crying all these tears ****
Fucking up after all these years ****
Now you got these chicks looking at me
Boy I hope you happy
I really hope you happy
And just to think you almost had me
But you made your decisions
And your problem is you really don't listen
(Listen)
So play your position
And your problem is you really don't listen
And to tell the truth
I'm really not in the mood
And there's no excuse
You're better off doing you
'Cause there's a thin line between love and hate
And at this rate
Boy you might be replaced
'Cause I'm tired fighting and the fussing
(Fussing)
And at this point you can't tell me nothing
(Nothing)
Oh you really think I'm bluffing?
(Bluffing)
I'm leaving end of discussion
Now it's your time boy to cry for me
(Cry for me)
And regret every time you lied to me
Written by: Neneh Kaydea
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