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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Christin Lee Patrick Jr.
Christin Lee Patrick Jr.
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christin Lee Patrick Jr.
Christin Lee Patrick Jr.
Songwriter
Christian Breeden
Christian Breeden
Songwriter
Nile Godfrey
Nile Godfrey
Songwriter
Raymond Dover
Raymond Dover
Songwriter
Noah Stevenson
Noah Stevenson
Songwriter
Briana Merkerson
Briana Merkerson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
R2
R2
Producer
Nosalez
Nosalez
Producer

Lyrics

Why you still ride with him? He say he love you, you say it back Even though you just the- Even though you just the- Why you still ride with him? He say he love you, you say it back Even though you just the side woman You love to tell him your secrets And all yo dreams when you confide in 'em You heard he planning out a sneak way Yeah, y'all got this weekend But his main bitch got the weekdays Text him after work while she making dinner for him each day Vibrations when it's silent He creep out of his lady room To send you back emojis for replying Yo' name is saved as something else Incase she check his phone for other women He don't want his shawty wilding And you okay with that You think the test you took gon' make his switch his stance He'll probably say he doesn't know you When you press him with authority Confessions to his shorty as a woman making him forcibly Deny it could be his How that make you feel? How that make you feel? Deny it could be his like How that make you feel? Why you still ride with him? He say he love you, you say it back Even though you just the side woman You love to tell him your secrets And all yo' dreams when you confide in 'em You heard he planning out a sneak way Yeah, yall got this weekend But his main bitch got the weekdays Text him after work while she making dinner for him each day And I don't want come between you and your man But you know you need love better than he planned I can't help but wait Till you find someone Who won't break your heart (You have "2" new message) Honestly, you got some fucking nerve To be talking to me like that We not about to be fucking doing this She used to Prada, she used to have nada She used to using me for eulogies of niggas prior She used to slide on me & die on me 'til I revive her She used to lie, but I'm too liable for honest She used to just use my mama to get to me Hit me like "she remember me?" Maybe old you, maybe you before the Protools You may be old news 'till new stories expose you I reminisce bout what I owed you before the cold dude 23 with bold moves & no dude to hold you I used to envy the evil you that would hold too You felt important, I fell for sorting Your shortcomings like The long game was something I had humming But I was fronting, that shit was nothing Parked car conversations & patience I'm used to waiting, maneuver satan the face of Sanaa Lathan Telling my niggas fuck y'all, hating Can't leave her though Her eyes vacant when I gaze in And I phase in and out of love and lust So seamless Couldn't fathom the phantom without you in that seat and Riding down the shore on the weekends And fucking that evening Until you feel it peaking and let me leave in I'm leaving She use to Yeezy, you wouldn't believe me Bad and bougie, she ball like Lori consumed by it freely Misabuse this house as a home every noon when she see me I been her scapegoat for insecurities brewing uneasy Excessive purchases cover depressive worthlessness I see the surge of her effort grow from the permanent Scars she might tend to hide, but I constantly see resurfacing Purpose to break the cycle, but demons serve as disturbances I've been Praying you find yo' way outside this labyrinth Staying here by yo' side since you destructive Knowing that I can't save you from yo' madness Laying here as yo' crutch and such I've been Praying you find yo' way outside this labyrinth Staying here by yo' side since you destructive Knowing that I can't save you from yo' madness Laying here as yo' crutch and such Reminiscing on conversations we carried up Premonitions on promises where we married up Demolition cause honestly, we was scared as fuck Prepared to let us die before infidelity tear us up Spare a peace of yo' mind to find your tranquility Love is not a topic designed to fit yo' ability Struggle for stability, and hopefully we see it clear 'Cause death can't do us part If we can't make it through this fuckin year I've been Praying you find yo' way outside this labyrinth Staying here by yo' side since you destructive Knowing that I can't save you from yo' madness Laying here as yo' crutch and such I've been Praying you find yo' way outside this labyrinth Staying here by yo' side since you destructive Knowing that I can't save you from yo' madness Laying here as yo' crutch and such
Writer(s): Dumisa Dube, Nile Godfrey, Christian Breeden, Christin Lee Patrick Jr, Raymond Dover, Noah Stevenson, Briana Merkerson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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