More songs by Hunxho
Description
Producer: Hunxho
Producer: DB!
Producer: MST
Producer: Eli
Producer: K6
A& R Manager: Dereck Williams II
Vocals: Hunxho
Unknown: Joe Papadon
Mixer: Joe Papadon
Masterer: Mike Tucci
A And R Administrator: Oliver Ruiz
Writer: Ibrahim Dodo
Writer: Darryon Bunton
Writer: Mick Steinbach
Writer: Salaam Elijah
Writer: Evan Huang
Writer: Vittorio Grasso
Lyrics and translation
Original
Why I feel like you ain't really wanna make up?
You go back to your old ways soon as we break up. Accountability for both us, girl, tell you somethin'.
And if the love ain't there for me no more, then say somethin'.
And if you wanna leave, then go, nobody made us. I fucked around with other hoes, but nothing major.
Should I leave or stick around through complications?
Should I really be this bothered, let it phase me? I put you before myself, girl, I ain't all for sale.
When I let you in, in my head, did you really care?
Girl, I let you in to my thoughts, I ain't never did. That with no other woman, I ride and I let 'em in.
You had intimate relationships with other men, but I still took you back and did that shit again. When I had caught you fucking around with some random.
How'd I let you disrespect me with a random?
How'd I stayed and put up with your temper tantrums? When all I need is love, and baby, that's a man, though.
I seen you in them other niggas' texts and dancing. What they doing that I'm not?
Girl, just give me an answer.
How the money and the cars and the clothes and the game that I gave you, the love that I showed you. I made some arrangements, I dubbed out the hoes.
I booked you a plane ticket to come to the shows, and gave you some names that you said you ain't know. At the end of the day, I had fucked in some more shit.
We still sat her down, and we fucked like you owe me.
You said that you love me while I beg you to hold me. I still stuck around, should I ever did that?
After what we've been through, I'm just tryna get back.
And no matter who I'm with, I vow to make my bitch mad. And the shit that I got over, they could never get past.
I gave you my all, and baby, what you gave me?
I asked God to forgive you for the shit you did me. We two different people, you'll never get me.
But I'm never gon' start over, I'm with who I been with. How the money and the cars and the clothes and the game that
I gave you, the love that I showed you.
I made some arrangements, I dubbed out the hoes.
I booked you a plane ticket to come to the shows, and gave you some names that you said you ain't know. At the end of the day, I had fucked in some more shit.
We still sat her down, and we fucked like you owe me.
You said that you love me while I beg you to hold me.