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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kiana Ledé
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kiana Ledé
Songwriter
Shanks
Songwriter
Nija Charles
Songwriter
Ari PenSmith
Songwriter
Donte Perkins
Songwriter
Tobias Breuer
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kiana Ledé
Vocal Producer
Rascal
Producer
Tae Beast
Producer
Shanks
Producer
Anthony Kronfle
Mixing Engineer
Todd Cooper
Mixing Engineer
Ken "Duro" Ifill
Mixing Engineer
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Made your bed, go lay in it
Blowing up my line 'cause you're craving it now
Only missing what you had because it's gone
Took your number out of my favorites
Promise you this time I ain't playing around
Nah, your sweet nothings won't find a home
I gave you the coldest shoulder
'Cause convos only bring you closure (closure)
And that's the last thing I think you deserve
My silence takes all your composure
It's funny how you wanna talk things over
But, don't you think you've done enough damage?
Enough damage
Don't you think you've done enough damage?
Enough damage
Oh, yeah
Don't forget (don't forget)
You're the one (you're the one)
Who made the decision for us
Reminiscing on all the times you told me I was doing too much
So I followed your lead
Never cared 'bout my needs, so I
Catered to myself, oh, like
You would over and over
I gave you the coldest shoulder
'Cause convos only bring you closure (closure)
And that's the last thing I think you deserve
My silence takes all your composure
It's funny how you wanna talk things over
But, don't you think you've done enough damage?
Enough damage
Don't you think you've done enough damage?
Enough damage
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah
God, I hate that I like her
Don't like her, don't show your emotion, mm, ha
Writer(s): Donte Lamar Perkins, Nija Aisha Alayja Charles, Tobias Breuer, Ari Pensmith, Shanks, Kiana Lede
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