On Some New Shit

Tryna find a flame for my fire, I can't burn it out
Smoke is cloudin' a fantasy
And now we are where we are right now
Now we found our way back to each other and turned it around
We'll build a hell of a family
That's where we are where we are right now

On that g- s- (ooh, ooh-ooh)
Miss me with the b- (oh)
On that g- s- (ooh, ooh-ooh)
Miss me with the b- (oh)

Now the tables are turnin', emotions are burnin'
It's drivin' you crazy
I'm sick and tired of the fightin', wasn't part of the plan
Now it's out of my hands
Missed calls in the middle of the night
I can feel somethin' ain't right
I done had enough of it
Ain't no need to fake the funk in my bedroom

'Cause we be on that g- s-, yeah-yeah, yeah (ooh, ooh-ooh)
(You can miss me)
Miss me with the b-
(We stay on that)
On that g- s- (oh, ah, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Miss me with the b- (yeah)
Miss me

We been goin' back and forth, up and down
He say, she say, 'round and 'round
Break up, make up, fight then f-
Hundred reasons just to stick around
A-list digits, tryna be right
Sleepin' back to back in the bed, up for the whole night
Ooh, toxic energy
Ooh, we spillin' gasoline
And I done had enough of it
Ain't no need to fake the funk in my bedroom

On that g- s- (yeah, ooh, ooh-ooh)
(Girl, miss me with my, oh-oh)
Miss me with the b-, yeah
(But we be)
On that g- s- (ooh, ooh-ooh)
(On that b-, on that b-, b-, ooh-ooh, yeah)
Miss me with the b- (oh)



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Maurice Brown, Thomas Westly Lumpkins, Travis J. Sayles, Darius Coleman, Patrizio Pigliapoco, Jamal Gaines, Joshua Christian Conerly, Loenard Eugene Lowman
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