Top Songs By Lil Zay Osama
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Zay Osama
Vocals
Jeremiah Buckley
Programming
Young Yanabu
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Isaiah Dukes
Songwriter
Jeremiah Buckley
Songwriter
Rory Yanabu
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jeremiah Buckley
Producer
Nick Rice
Mixing Engineer
Young Yanabu
Producer
Lyrics
Fuck all of that fake love, it's time for a break-up, mm, mm
Fuck all of that fake love, it's time for a break-up, uh
Uh, uh, fuck all of that fake love, it's time for a break-up
We gon' argue again, what's the point of when me make up?
You break my things, that shit so lame 'cause you don't pay for it
You gon' find somebody like me, yeah, I'm waitin' for it
Uh, you say you gon' leave, what you waitin' for?
Uh, bitch, give me my keys, that car, I paid for it
You think I want bitches, I've been grindin' like a skateboard
You too loud, I'ma get complaints from all my neighbors
Goin' through my phone, now we fightin'
I know we both tired, baby, this the same cycle
Baby, I've been tryin', but it been circles like a cypher
Baby, I've been quiet, but now it's time 'cause I don't like it, hmm
Tired of goin' through your phone
You get mad, post quotes on Instagram, but won't tell me what's wrong
You delete my pictures off your page
Even though I'm right, I'm playin' wrong, so you can get your way, hmm
Uh, fuckin' with my opps, then come back to me, that shit dangerous
Call the police on me, I was at your crib, I had my banger
You ain't come to get me 'cause you was mad and I was danglin'
Hoes treat me like God, you act like this and you my main bitch
Uh, this my last ride
I can't play about myself, hey, baby, this your last time, uh
Fuck all of that fake love, this shit make me hate love
Love'll have you blind, I never though that I'd wake up
Uh, uh, fuck all of that fake love, it's time for a break-up
We gon' argue again, what's the point of when me make up?
You break my things, that shit so lame 'cause you don't pay for it
You gon' find somebody like me, yeah, I'm waitin' for it
Uh, you say you gon' leave, what you waitin' for?
Uh, bitch, give me my keys, that car, I paid for it
You think I want bitches, I've been grindin' like a skateboard
You too loud, I'ma get complaints from all my neighbors
Writer(s): Isaiah Dukes, Rory Yanabu, Jeremiah Buckley
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