Backseat
I ain't doing what you wanna
But I might
Take you over
No composure in the backseat
It ain't over
You need closure
So do I
This life's complicated
She might contemplate it
I ain't doing what you wanna
But I might
Take u over
No composure in the backseat
It ain't over
You need closure
So do I
This life complicated
I ain't doing what you wanna
Turnt a fifty to a hunna
That's my young g
Not a runner
Pop that bottle
Do the honours
Nine-five
She working wonders
For me
For me yeah
Complicated
Feeling like my fate switched
So I had to lane switch
Stressing bout them bailiffs
Runnin thru them day shifts
Tryna see a payslip
Ain't seen man in ages
No composure
They folded
She need closure
It's hopeless
Don't ask for more
If you can't hold it
Coz I been living on the edge now
Where were you
When they ain't notice
Got a sweet tooth
Won't sugar coat it
But I hope you brought your cup
It's a cold, cold world
And we still bring the ice with it
Grab a tissue we got issues
Yh you right
I know you love it
When I call that shit mine
I said we won't
But we're sipping so we might
But I ain't staying the night
You don't wanna see
What I'm like baby
I only fuck with you
When I'm on a vibe crazy
If I decide to quit the yack
You'll never hear from me
Still excited when I get calls
From no caller ids
Go ahead and judge me
Go ahead and judge me
I ain't lying
When I'm saying
I've never been in love b
I Can't commit to you
When I can't commit to me
Man I know it's sad
But I really don't see it me no no no
Fuck your ego girl
I really don't have time
Playing games at your age
That's out of line
Out of sight out of mind
I should have seen the signs
Need to quit this yack ting so I can leave this behind
Bro this life ain't for the all us
I can't sleep
Yh I'm doing way too much
I feel at home
When I'm in a room full of thugs
And don't ask what I'm on
Coz we don't pray for love
We don't pray for love
7th Av3 We're just part timers still
I ain't doing what you wanna
But I might
Take you over
No composure in the backseat
It ain't over
You need closure
So do I
This life's complicated
She might contemplate it
Grab a tissue we got issues
Yh you right
I know you love it
When I call that shit mine
I said we won't
But we're sippin so we might
But I ain't staying the night
You don't wanna see
What I'm like baby
But I might
Take you over
No composure in the backseat
It ain't over
You need closure
So do I
This life's complicated
She might contemplate it
I ain't doing what you wanna
But I might
Take u over
No composure in the backseat
It ain't over
You need closure
So do I
This life complicated
I ain't doing what you wanna
Turnt a fifty to a hunna
That's my young g
Not a runner
Pop that bottle
Do the honours
Nine-five
She working wonders
For me
For me yeah
Complicated
Feeling like my fate switched
So I had to lane switch
Stressing bout them bailiffs
Runnin thru them day shifts
Tryna see a payslip
Ain't seen man in ages
No composure
They folded
She need closure
It's hopeless
Don't ask for more
If you can't hold it
Coz I been living on the edge now
Where were you
When they ain't notice
Got a sweet tooth
Won't sugar coat it
But I hope you brought your cup
It's a cold, cold world
And we still bring the ice with it
Grab a tissue we got issues
Yh you right
I know you love it
When I call that shit mine
I said we won't
But we're sipping so we might
But I ain't staying the night
You don't wanna see
What I'm like baby
I only fuck with you
When I'm on a vibe crazy
If I decide to quit the yack
You'll never hear from me
Still excited when I get calls
From no caller ids
Go ahead and judge me
Go ahead and judge me
I ain't lying
When I'm saying
I've never been in love b
I Can't commit to you
When I can't commit to me
Man I know it's sad
But I really don't see it me no no no
Fuck your ego girl
I really don't have time
Playing games at your age
That's out of line
Out of sight out of mind
I should have seen the signs
Need to quit this yack ting so I can leave this behind
Bro this life ain't for the all us
I can't sleep
Yh I'm doing way too much
I feel at home
When I'm in a room full of thugs
And don't ask what I'm on
Coz we don't pray for love
We don't pray for love
7th Av3 We're just part timers still
I ain't doing what you wanna
But I might
Take you over
No composure in the backseat
It ain't over
You need closure
So do I
This life's complicated
She might contemplate it
Grab a tissue we got issues
Yh you right
I know you love it
When I call that shit mine
I said we won't
But we're sippin so we might
But I ain't staying the night
You don't wanna see
What I'm like baby
Credits
Writer(s): James Todd Smith, Quincy Delight Iii Jones
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