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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Blxst
Blxst
Vocals
Kiara Sheé
Kiara Sheé
Speaker
Abigail Achiri
Abigail Achiri
Speaker
Christina Carbajal
Christina Carbajal
Speaker
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dylan Graham
Dylan Graham
Songwriter
Matthew Burdette
Matthew Burdette
Songwriter
Benjamin M Wilson
Benjamin M Wilson
Songwriter
Stephane Antione Reibaldi
Stephane Antione Reibaldi
Songwriter
Mark Spears
Mark Spears
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ben10k
Ben10k
Producer
Dylan Graham
Dylan Graham
Producer
Mark Spears
Mark Spears
Producer
Lance Powell
Lance Powell
Mixing Engineer
Chris Ulrich
Chris Ulrich
Engineer
James Musshorn
James Musshorn
Engineer
Noah Rodriguez
Noah Rodriguez
Assistant Engineer
Jeremy "Jboi" Jung
Jeremy "Jboi" Jung
Sound Design
Matt Bernard
Matt Bernard
Co-Producer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Patron
Patron
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
And I hate when you pick me apart
You know my weakness, you a demon for keeping my heart
Give me a reason to start
I can't tell if you're reflecting myself in you
But I hope there's still some hope in us fixing our lil' issue
Girl, I was hoping to build with you
But if you leave it's even, you bringing that L with you
[PreChorus]
I shoulda never took you court-side
Or let you push the Porsche in sports drive
I'm still the villain, yes, of course, I know
I know, yeah
I'm lit, I hate to show my dark side
Should've changed your name from heart eyes
If they say home where the heart is
Why I feel like I'm always outside?
[Chorus]
You can call it part of my selfish ways
I'm too player to let myself get played
If we happen to go our separate ways, oh
Don't hate the player, hate the game
You can call it part of my selfish ways
I'm too player to let my self get played
If we happen to go our separate ways, oh
Don't hate the player, hate the game
[Verse 2]
I never told you what's been weighing on my shoulders
Not as pretty as you want it, try to catch me when I'm sober
Opened up to give you closure
But it's pain in exchange for the dreams I done sold you
How could you blame me, you forgot I'm human too?
It shouldn't stain me, sorry I'm not bulletproof
Sorry for my sorries, yeah, that's hardly something I ever do
Cut me out your heart and throw a party if I mention you
[PreChorus]
I shoulda never took you court-side
Or let you take off in the frog eyes
I'm still the villain, yes, of course, I know
I know, yeah
I'm at the point if it don't work, then fine
I left my feelings on a hard drive
I know home where the heart is
But it feel like I'm always outside
[Chorus]
You can call it part of my selfish ways
I'm too player to let myself get played
If we happen to go our separate ways, oh
Don't hate the player, hate the game
You can call it part of my selfish ways
I'm too player to let my self get played
If we happen to go our separate ways, oh
Don't hate the player, hate the game
[Outro]
You can call it part of my selfish ways
I'm too player to let myself get played
If we happen to go our separate ways, oh
Then hate the game
Hate the game
Hate the game
Happen to go our separate ways, oh
Written by: Benjamin M Wilson, Dylan Graham, Mark Anthony Spears, Matthew Burdette, Stephane Antione Reibaldi
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