Run It Back
I was tryna fuck, she was tryna go
I was tryna fuck, she was tryna go
I was tryna fuck, she was tryna go
I was tryna fuck, she was tryna go
I was tryna fuck, she was tryna go
Thought that we would find something down the road
You really crossed my mind but i didn't know
I could see the signs but I didn't fold
Wanna fold clothes with you
Hold hands, never been a fan
Didn't think it's real
Zero feels, thought I was a man
Guess it's over now
I see you, I think missed chances
Second thoughts, wrong moves, I think last dances
Aye, Run it back
Can we talk
Had to ask
Send a text
Left on read
Pop a xan
Hoes on sight
Tryna pipe
Then I jet
Call me back
Don't want none
Tryna rest
The game is the game
If it's winning or losing, I'm in it as long as you playing
Tried to go back t o before I messed up but I guess it just can't be the same
We don't take L's on this side, don't go to yours unless I'm with the gang
Come with a glock in my sock and my heart on my sleeve,yeah that sounds like a plan
Girl you're a pie
Save me a slice
I rolled the dice
Do you need love
Just tryna fuck
Do you want ice
She wanted more
Told her say less
Then I finesse
Feel like I'm blessed
She heaven sent
Don't need the rest
Aye, Run it back
Can we talk
Had to ask
Send a text
Left on read
Pop a xan
Hoes on sight
Tryna pipe
Then I jet
Call me back
Don't want none
Tryna rest
I was tryna fuck, she was tryna go
I was tryna fuck, she was tryna go
I was tryna fuck, she was tryna go
I was tryna fuck, she was tryna go
Thought that we would find something down the road
You really crossed my mind but i didn't know
I could see the signs but I didn't fold
Wanna fold clothes with you
Hold hands, never been a fan
Didn't think it's real
Zero feels, thought I was a man
Guess it's over now
I see you, I think missed chances
Second thoughts, wrong moves, I think last dances
Aye, Run it back
Can we talk
Had to ask
Send a text
Left on read
Pop a xan
Hoes on sight
Tryna pipe
Then I jet
Call me back
Don't want none
Tryna rest
The game is the game
If it's winning or losing, I'm in it as long as you playing
Tried to go back t o before I messed up but I guess it just can't be the same
We don't take L's on this side, don't go to yours unless I'm with the gang
Come with a glock in my sock and my heart on my sleeve,yeah that sounds like a plan
Girl you're a pie
Save me a slice
I rolled the dice
Do you need love
Just tryna fuck
Do you want ice
She wanted more
Told her say less
Then I finesse
Feel like I'm blessed
She heaven sent
Don't need the rest
Aye, Run it back
Can we talk
Had to ask
Send a text
Left on read
Pop a xan
Hoes on sight
Tryna pipe
Then I jet
Call me back
Don't want none
Tryna rest
Credits
Writer(s): Udodinachukwu Nwoke
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