Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tory Lanez
Tory Lanez
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tory Lanez
Tory Lanez
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tory Lanez
Tory Lanez
Producer
Johann Chavez
Johann Chavez
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

(You have a prepaid call from Tory) Hey, ah, ah-ah-ah Hey, ah Ayy Hurt, it hurt me before You said "Let love grow," but not no more You took time to grow, stopped blowin' up my phone And now I'm lo-lo-loaded with emotions tryna find out how to cope It can't be with drinkin' dope, I been smokin' way too high Drank so much I damn near choked, can't find your love in my skull Think I need it I can't lie Love you half, for me it's no more It's okay, I knew this would happen one day I can't lie, I just wish I never met you in the first place Damn, why you had to come and kiss me in the first place? Damn, why we had to even mix it in the first place? Damn, then we went ahead and slid into third base And I wish I never ever met you in the first place Damn, why you had to come and kiss me in the first place? Damn, why we had to even mix it in the first place? Damn, then we went ahead and slid into third base And I wish I'd never ever met you in the f- Love, love don't come my way It don't come my way, don't need to stay Things I should have said Things I wish I said I need to say You always been my good lovin', I always knew If I leave, find someone new, I'd still end up right back with you A-anime, we watched anime 'til we can't watch I can't watch no more It remind me of you way too much We came way too close Didn't know losing you'd be way too much I can't lie, I just wish I never met you in the first place Damn, why you had to come and kiss me in the first place? Damn, why we had to even mix it in the first place? Damn, then we went ahead and slid into third base And I wish I never ever met you in the first place Damn, why you had to come and kiss me in the first place? Damn, why we had to even mix it in the first place? Damn, then we went ahead and slid into third base And I wish I never ever met you in the f- Lil' mama, get me high any time I take a low Blew smoke to the sky, throw money at the floor Workin' hard gettin' by, you would think about your dough I'm just askin' God, "Why did she have to let me go?" In the first place, wish I never met you in the first place Oh-oh-oh, oh
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