Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Apollo Lason
Songwriter
Angelisha Joseph
Songwriter
Lyrics
Don't make me go back to my
Ain't getting no clarity
Someone grab my glasses, please
Hopefully, my vision clears up
Cause murder in the third degree
Man that's something hard to plead
Boy you really testing your luck
I advise no surprises
Evidence you try disguising
Not usually scrolling through your phone
But I had a feeling something's wrong
Don't make me go back to my old ways
My old ways
My old days
My old bae
Go get that old thing back
To my old ways
My old ways
My old days
My old bae
Go get that old thing back
It's sad I see myself in you
Just my reflection coming through
This thing is difficult
This pain's reciprocal
Is this something we should pursue
Don't make me wait longer than I should
Leave me in the dark I knew you would
Don't make me go back to my old ways
My old ways
My old days
My old bae
Go get that old thing back
To my old ways
My old ways
My old days
My old bae
Go get that old thing back
Don't make go get that old thing back
Please don't make me go and get that old thing
Don't make me go back to my old ways
My old ways
My old days
My old bae
Go get that old thing back
To my old ways
My old ways
My old days
My old bae
Go get that old thing back
Please don't make me go and get that old
Writer(s): Apollo Lason
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