Positions
We're trading places, let's switch positions
Put you in my shoes for a minute
Make you feel the way I been feelin', Sick to your stomach never healing
Make you question my existence
Have you upset, wondering why we ever did this
Making you feel you was just a dick up on my hitlist
Loving on you one day, next day I'm a ghost
When I'm going through shit, I won't let you close
When you proud of something, I won't let you boast
Tear you down, never build you up
Are you keeping up
Yeah, this be all that shit you do, but you gon' say that that ain't true
Then you turn it on me, that's the bitch in you
We're trading places
With u it has always been the same shit
If I did this to you, boy you would hate it
So put yourself in my shoes and just face it
We're trading places... We're trading places
With u it has always been the same shit
If I did this to you, boy you would hate it
So put yourself in my shoes and just face it
We're trading places
We're trading places
Now lets pretend that you the one that's always waiting on me
Tell you I'll be there at 10 but really I be pulling up at 3
You sitting there ready, I take my time because I know you gon' let me
You won't ever press me, cus u too scared that u gon' stress me
You worried bout me, and I ain't even thinking bout you
Just making it seem like I got a million other fucking things to do
You not priority, stop asking me shit you know I don't like authority
Say I don't want nobody controlling me, wanna cut you off but everybody else is boring me
We're trading places
With u it has always been the same shit
If I did this to you, boy you would hate it
So put yourself in my shoes and just face it
We're trading places... We're trading places
With u it has always been the same shit
If I did this to you, boy you would hate it
So put yourself in my shoes and just face it
We're trading places
So I ask you how it feel
So I ask you how it feel now
Tell me how that shit feel
When you hear all the shit that you be doing
I'm tired of feeling so fucking stupid
Imagine how it feel
Imagine how that shit feel now
Imagine how that shit be feeling
Now I'm healing and not dealing wit you no more
I'm grateful that you showed yourself to the door
Put you in my shoes for a minute
Make you feel the way I been feelin', Sick to your stomach never healing
Make you question my existence
Have you upset, wondering why we ever did this
Making you feel you was just a dick up on my hitlist
Loving on you one day, next day I'm a ghost
When I'm going through shit, I won't let you close
When you proud of something, I won't let you boast
Tear you down, never build you up
Are you keeping up
Yeah, this be all that shit you do, but you gon' say that that ain't true
Then you turn it on me, that's the bitch in you
We're trading places
With u it has always been the same shit
If I did this to you, boy you would hate it
So put yourself in my shoes and just face it
We're trading places... We're trading places
With u it has always been the same shit
If I did this to you, boy you would hate it
So put yourself in my shoes and just face it
We're trading places
We're trading places
Now lets pretend that you the one that's always waiting on me
Tell you I'll be there at 10 but really I be pulling up at 3
You sitting there ready, I take my time because I know you gon' let me
You won't ever press me, cus u too scared that u gon' stress me
You worried bout me, and I ain't even thinking bout you
Just making it seem like I got a million other fucking things to do
You not priority, stop asking me shit you know I don't like authority
Say I don't want nobody controlling me, wanna cut you off but everybody else is boring me
We're trading places
With u it has always been the same shit
If I did this to you, boy you would hate it
So put yourself in my shoes and just face it
We're trading places... We're trading places
With u it has always been the same shit
If I did this to you, boy you would hate it
So put yourself in my shoes and just face it
We're trading places
So I ask you how it feel
So I ask you how it feel now
Tell me how that shit feel
When you hear all the shit that you be doing
I'm tired of feeling so fucking stupid
Imagine how it feel
Imagine how that shit feel now
Imagine how that shit be feeling
Now I'm healing and not dealing wit you no more
I'm grateful that you showed yourself to the door
Credits
Writer(s): Shaylen Washburn
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