Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tommy Saint
Performer
Jasmine Thompson
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tommy Saint
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tommy Saint
Producer
Henkka Niemistö
Mastering Engineer
David Emery
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
And as for you baby girl I'm just tryna get your mind right
Tell me what's on your mind I
Do not take offence I try and see it through your eyes I
Never been no different listen
Lady of my day, night, lady all on my time
I got you but I'm tryna help you fight your fight
They say it's fight or flight
And I feel you cutting your ties it's like
Cause lately I been feelin like you feelin
Different when you lookin at me
You lookin left right sussin out your options
Like you might just cross the street
Long as you know that the moment you'll be crossing
You'll be crossin out me
I was stressin bout it for a minute
But I'm finished now I'm feelin like, like
Yeh yeh yeh
Ok like run it like that
But baby once you leave you'll be runnin right back
Tryna act like it's a me in every pack (in every woah)
Baby don't you tell yourself that they the same
You and I know that they ain't
They might be apostles but we both know I'm a saint
I was tryna give you what I was supposed to
But a pretty little baby tried to play me like sudoku uh uh
Tried to play me like a joker uh
Do the hokey pokey get ghost hocus pocus uh
Way too cold to not be on your focus uh
I ain't even bitter I just taste a little overdone
Little overstretched little overrun
I don't have a single second left for the emotion uh
F-f-fuck all the commotion uh
Yeh I got an issue I'm surprised you even noticed uh
Cause lately I been feelin like you feelin
Different when you lookin at me
You lookin left right sussin out your options
Like you might just cross the street
Long as you know that the moment you'll be crossing
You'll be crossin out me
I was stressin bout it for a minute
But I'm finished now I'm feelin like, like
Yeh yeh yeh
Ok like run it like that
But baby once you leave you'll be runnin right back
Tryna act like it's a me in every pack (in every woah)
Baby don't you tell yourself that they the same
You and I know that they ain't
They might be apostles but we both know I'm a saint
I was tryna give you what I was supposed to
But a pretty little baby tried to play me like sudoku uh uh
Yeh yeh yeh
Ok like run it like that
But baby once you leave you'll be runnin right back
Tryna act like it's a me in every pack huh
Baby don't you tell yourself that they the same
You and I know that they ain't
They might be apostles but we both know I'm a saint
I was tryna give you what I was supposed to
But a pretty little baby tried to play me like sudoku uh
(But a pretty little baby tried to what)
Writer(s): Tommy Saint
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