Finding Peace
Losing people, findin'
Losing people, findin'
Losing people, findin'
Mindin' my, my business (my, my)
Losing people, gettin'
Gettin' more
More, more, oh
Losing people, findin' peace
If I gotta choose between you or me
It's me
Patch it up, there's no more bleeding
Going out my way for leeching beings
There'll be no more
No more, no more, hoo
What would I do without you?
Talkin' 'bout really myself
No, no nobody else, babe (no, no, ooh)
What would I do without you?
Talkin' 'bout really myself
Loving me is good for my health
Health
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh-uh
Oh-oh-oh, ah
Losing people, findin', oh-oh
Losing people, findin'
Losing people, findin' peace
Don't owe no explanation (no)
Don't have to extend patience (no, no)
Don't have to give you space (no)
None of my space, taking up my space
You playing, get up out my face with that
I don't tolerate charades and acts
Why you ain't do it in my face instead of my back
Like the spirits wouldn't tell me where the hell you was at
At, at
Like the spirits wouldn't tell me where the hell you was at
At
At, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah, ayy
Losing people, findin'
Losing people, findin'
Losing people, findin'
Mindin' my, my business (my, my)
Losing people, gettin'
Gettin' more
More
More, oh
Losing people, findin'
Losing people, findin'
Mindin' my, my business (my, my)
Losing people, gettin'
Gettin' more
More, more, oh
Losing people, findin' peace
If I gotta choose between you or me
It's me
Patch it up, there's no more bleeding
Going out my way for leeching beings
There'll be no more
No more, no more, hoo
What would I do without you?
Talkin' 'bout really myself
No, no nobody else, babe (no, no, ooh)
What would I do without you?
Talkin' 'bout really myself
Loving me is good for my health
Health
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh-uh
Oh-oh-oh, ah
Losing people, findin', oh-oh
Losing people, findin'
Losing people, findin' peace
Don't owe no explanation (no)
Don't have to extend patience (no, no)
Don't have to give you space (no)
None of my space, taking up my space
You playing, get up out my face with that
I don't tolerate charades and acts
Why you ain't do it in my face instead of my back
Like the spirits wouldn't tell me where the hell you was at
At, at
Like the spirits wouldn't tell me where the hell you was at
At
At, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah, ayy
Losing people, findin'
Losing people, findin'
Losing people, findin'
Mindin' my, my business (my, my)
Losing people, gettin'
Gettin' more
More
More, oh
Credits
Writer(s): Summer Marjani Walker, John Smythe, Que Sol
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