Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
D Scott
D Scott
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brett Devon Scott
Brett Devon Scott
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
mélange
mélange
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah Tired of the streets but I swear I got fomo Yeah Like what if I get one but then I find out I need four more Emily done fucked me up Adriana fucked me up Celina made me feel like I might never find another love Kissing on her neck So she gon' say that I'm the one she love Does she really mean it or she say that every time she fuck I guess I'll never know Praying up above Lord please heal a broken soul Yeah But then I relapse Pullin' on her wig till that motherfucker detached Grippin' on her ass Spittin' in her mouth She like boy you like it nasty? Girl you know what I'm about Yeah Every girl that says she love me There's always some doubt, yeah Fighting with my demons This a heavyweight bout Yeah Imma take my time Imma take my time Imma take my time Sippin' on this wine Sippin' on this wine Sippin' on this wine Is it my fault that I'm lonely as hell Is it my fault that I ain't doing well Is it my fault that I'm scared of commitment Cause my daddy cheated on my mama Oh well Yeah Tired of the streets but I swear I got fomo Yeah Like what if I get one but then I find out I need four more Emily done fucked me up Adriana fucked me up Celina made me feel like I might never find another love Kissing on her neck So she gon' say that I'm the one she love Does she really mean it or she say that every time she fuck I guess I'll never know
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