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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
LISA
Performer
Doja Cat
Performer
RAYE
Performer
Purple Disco Machine
Remixer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Wells
Songwriter
Rachel Keen
Songwriter
Anthony Rossomando
Songwriter
Amala Zandile Dlamini
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
RAYE
Producer
Purple Disco Machine
Additional Producer
Andrew Wells
Producer
Lyrics
In the car, top down, black shades on, uh (lookin' so good, can I add?)
And I just broke up with my man, like mm (a very, very silly, silly man)
One ex in the passenger seat 'cause I'm done (done, yeah, never, ever goin' back)
Down, down, rude boy, get your foot up on my dash
Got all the receipts, I'm a businesswoman
Little bit of heartbreak
A little bit of "How could you do that?"
A little bit of talkin' out your ass
A little bit of "Look at what you had but could not hold"
And that's on you, baby, too bad
I'm about to make it heard as I vroom-vroom
Ice-cold how I leave you 'lone, but please
Tell your mother I'ma miss her so
If you tried just a little more times
I woulda made you a believer
Woulda showed you what it's like (like)
Every single night
To be born again, baby, to be born again
If you stayed just another few nights
I coulda made you pray to Jesus
Woulda showed you to the light (to the light)
Every single night (every night)
To be born again, baby, to be born again
Non-believer
You've bitten from the fruit but can't give back
Nice to leave ya
But I would be a fool not to ask
Do your words seem gospel to ya now? (Your words seem gospel to you now?)
Keepin' me strong
Choosin' to carry on after one
Too many lies would be wrong, so wrong
Said, he popped tags on my shoppin' spree
Stayed mad when I showed him all the long receipts
They laugh, but you crashed out like a comedy
I can't be your sugar mom, get a job for me, shit
(Ah, so) boy, let go
Or let me live happily forever after more
I hope you learned somethin' from a lil' fiasco
You played the game smart lettin' lil' me pass go 'cause
If you tried just a little more times
I woulda made you a believer
Woulda showed you what it's like (like)
Every single night (night)
To be born again, baby, to be born again
If you stayed just another few nights
I coulda made you pray to Jesus
Woulda showed you to the light (to the light)
Every single night (every night)
To be born again, baby, to be born again
Seasoned like the cinnamon the way I'm gettin' rid of him
I'm only gonna make you need religion at the minimum
And I'ma do it diligent, I'm lookin' for a synonym
I'm tryna find the words to tell him I ain't even feelin' him (I pray)
Don't ever let me be deficient in
Wish that you could wake up and then take me like a vitamin
I learned the hard way to let go now to save my soul (oh)
If you tried just a little more times
I woulda made you a believer
Woulda showed you what it's like (like)
Every single night
To be born again, baby, to be born again
If you stayed just another few nights
I coulda made you pray to Jesus
Woulda showed you to the light (to the light)
Every single night (every night)
To be born again, baby, to be born again
To be born again, baby, to be born again
To be born again, baby, to be born again
Baby, to be born, oh, baby, baby, to be born again
To be born again, baby, to be born again
Baby, to be born, oh, baby, baby, to be born again
To be born again, baby, to be born again
Written by: Amala Zandile Dlamini, Andrew Wells, Anthony Rossomando, Rachel Keen