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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lucky Daye
Lucky Daye
Vocals
Teddy Swims
Teddy Swims
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Teddy Swims
Teddy Swims
Songwriter
Jeff "Gitty" Gitelman
Jeff "Gitty" Gitelman
Songwriter
Jamil Pierre
Jamil Pierre
Songwriter
Lucky Daye
Lucky Daye
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jeff "Gitty" Gitelman
Jeff "Gitty" Gitelman
Producer
Jamil Pierre
Jamil Pierre
Producer
John Kercy
John Kercy
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Don't wear my heart on my sleeve
But you know how much it mean to me
And I still can't quite explain it
How I love and how I hate it
Ain't gonna find the energy
Can't deny our chemistry
'Cause I know there's no escapin'
All the thoughts I'm entertainin'
If I didn't live in a fast lane
I'd probably give you my last name
Can't have it all, baby, honestly
[Chorus]
Blame it on my ego
Blame it on my pride
Blame it on my time, too selfish to apologize
Blame it on my ego
Blame me one more time
Pull me close and tell me exactly what's on your mind
And if love don't take us where we're meant to be
Blame it on me
[PostChorus]
Would you blame me?
Would you blame me?
[Verse 2]
Magic replays, this ain't over yet
Gas to the flame, it's safe to say that
You won't be the same when I leave
Wet like a wave on the beach
Taste of the sun and the breeze
Hurts, but you know it's over
Story of the tears on your shoulder, looking back
Remember how we used to be
[Chorus]
Then blame it on my ego
Blame it on my pride
Blame it on my pride
Blame it on my time, too selfish to apologize
Blame it on my ego
Blame
Blame me one more time
One more time
Pull me close and tell me exactly what's on your mind (Ooh-ooh)
And if love don't take us where we're meant to be
You can blame
Blame it on me
[PostChorus]
Would you blame me?
Would you blame me? (Blame it on me)
Would you blame me?
Would you blame me?
Would you blame me?
Would you blame me? (Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh)
[Outro]
I'm tryna get them to realize, to realize, I need you to realize
Life is bigger than
It's big—, it's big, big, bitches be
No, really, it's big
No, it's big, I'm, I'm tired
Of seein' these pretty bitches walkin' up and down the street like
They ain't got nothin', nothin'
They ain't got nothin'
Walkin', bitch, why are you walkin'?
Thinkin' I'm pretty as shit
I tried to talk to you, ho
And you don't wanna talk to me
And I got a pocket full of money, a pocket
A bank full of money
And you don't wanna talk to me?
Fuck you, bi—, you ain't nothin' but a tramp
You're a tra—, you're a tramp
You're a tramp
You're lookin' for another motherfucker that's a tramp like you
Fuck that, bitch
You need to think big
See, that's the, no, no, no, no
No, the thing is this, no, the thing is this
Bitch, you thinkin' small
When you need to be thinkin' big
You need to be thinkin' big, bitch
You need to be thinkin' big, bitch
Think big, bitch
Written by: David "Lucky Daye" Brown, Jamil Pierre, Jeff "Gitty" Gitelman, Mikky Ekko, Teddy Swims
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