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Looked in the mirror, and I feel amazing
Cut off my lady, it’s no more complaining
Thought the grass was greener, now she texting, “Save me”
“I can be your boo,” but I really don’t want to
I ain’t trying to be rude—it’s just something I’m going through
You got to believe me,
You got to believe me, baby
You looked me in my eyes, saying that you’re all for me
I can’t even trust, and I hate that’s how I be
Got everything I want, bringing the best out of me
But the last one I loved left me to bleed
Baby left off for college, focused on dreams
Text me through the day, FaceTimed me to sleep
I can’t open up to her, ‘cause I know what that brings
I’m in love with her, but I still have flings
I want to learn your ways, but I want to see you mad
I want to make you happy, but I still have a past
Life is a movie, and I’m still calling cast
I need to make sure that our energy match
Yeah, you got to believe me
When I said I was special, girl, you didn’t see it
Now you got to believe
I’m one of a kind, and I ain’t to compete with
Looked in the mirror, and I feel amazing
Cut off my lady, it’s no more complaining
Thought the grass was greener, now she texting, “Save me”
“I can be your boo,” but I really don’t want to
I ain’t trying to be rude—it’s just something I’m going through
You got to believe me,
You got to believe me
I’m taking shots, getting over you—sober me
Always think about you, can’t fall asleep unless I got a boo
Lately, I don’t care who is who
Trying my hardest to find myself
But it only gets harder when the clock hits twelve
I am not basic, I am the top shelf
I didn’t judge you—you could be yourself
So why did you leave? Now I got options
I was a good dude, now I’m so toxic
Cooking with Sonic, now you are the topic
Playing it honest, seeing the silver lining
Believe it, you got to believe it
Yeah, you got to believe me
When I said I was special, girl, you didn’t see it
Now you got to believe
I’m one of a kind, and I ain’t to compete with
Looked in the mirror, and I feel amazing
Cut off my lady, it’s no more complaining
Thought the grass was greener, now she texting, “Save me”
“I can be your boo,” but I really don’t want to
I ain’t trying to be rude—it’s just something I’m going through
You got to believe me,
You got to believe me
I’m taking shots, getting over you—sober me
Always think about you, can’t fall asleep unless I got a boo
Lately, I don’t care who is who
WRITERS
CHRISTIAN DIXON, MARIO FABREGAS BARTOLI
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © Sentric Music, SENTRIC MUSIC
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