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And I hate when you pick me apart
You know my weakness
You a demon for keepin' my heart
Give me a reason to start
I can't tell if you're reflectin' myself in you
But I hope there's still some hope in us fixin' our lil' issue
Girl, I was hopin' to build with you
But if you leave it's even you brin'in' that L with you

I shoulda never took you courtside
Or let you push the Porsche in sports drive
I'm still the villain, yes, of course I know, I know, yeah
I'm lit, I hate to show my dark side
Should've changed your name from heart eyes
If they say home where the heart is
Why I feel like I'm always outside?

You can call it part of my selfish ways
I'm too player to let myself get played
If we happen to go our separate ways, oh
Don't hate the player, hate the game
You can call it part of my selfish ways (my selfish ways)
I'm too player to let myself get played (myself get played)
If we happen to go our separate ways, oh
Don't hate the player, hate the game

I never told you what's been weighin' on my shoulders
Not as pretty as you want it, try to catch me when I'm sober
Opened up to give you closure
But it's pain in exchange for the dreams I done sold you
How could you blame me, you forgot I'm human too?
It shouldn't stain me
Sorry, I'm not bulletproof
Sorry, for my sorries
Yeah, that's hardly somethin' I ever do
Cut me out your heart and throw a party if I mention you

I shoulda never took you courtside
Or let you take off in the frog eye
I'm still the villain, yes, of course I know, I know, yeah
I'm at the point if it don't work then fine
I left my feelings on a hard drive
I know home where the heart is
But it feel like I'm always outside

You can call it part of my selfish ways
I'm too player to let myself get played (myself get played)
If we happen to go our separate ways, oh
Don't hate the player, hate the game
You can call it part of my selfish ways (my selfish ways)
I'm too player to let myself get played (myself get played)
If we happen to go our separate ways, oh
Don't hate the player, hate the game

You can call it part of my selfish ways
I'm too player to let myself get played
If we happen to go our separate ways, oh
Then hate the game
Hate the game
Hate the game
Happen to go our separate ways, oh

Oh, he sent you a car?
He did
This is nice
Are these leather seats?
You see it
The windows are tinted? Girl, this is cute
This is broke adjacent
Tsk, girl
What?
Can you act like you been somewhere for once?
I have been to so many places, and that is how I know this is not it
My man is on the come up, he buildin'
Oh, I didn't know he was in construction (oh my God)
I mean, I am tryna be in a building (mm-hmm), top floor (yes)
Penthouse suite (in Dubai), a driver with a nice whip
No offense, Birdie
And you can have that, with him
Ugh
I mean my mom did always say
You're single until you're married, honey
No (oh)
Anything worth havin', is worth workin' for
I want that
Struggle love
Not that
That's literally what she just described?
You always got something to say
Y'all, okay
Birdie, it's up here on the left, and be safe in this rain
And get them brakes fixed
Y'all, come on
That's what I mean, like you always got somethin' to say
I done had a week, I'm just tryna get a-
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And I hate when you pick me apart
You know my weakness
You a demon for keepin' my heart
Give me a reason to start
I can't tell if you're reflectin' myself in you
But I hope there's still some hope in us fixin' our lil' issue
Girl, I was hopin' to build with you
But if you leave it's even you brin'in' that L with you

I shoulda never took you courtside
Or let you push the Porsche in sports drive
I'm still the villain, yes, of course I know, I know, yeah
I'm lit, I hate to show my dark side
Should've changed your name from heart eyes
If they say home where the heart is
Why I feel like I'm always outside?

You can call it part of my selfish ways
I'm too player to let myself get played
If we happen to go our separate ways, oh
Don't hate the player, hate the game
You can call it part of my selfish ways (my selfish ways)
I'm too player to let myself get played (myself get played)
If we happen to go our separate ways, oh
Don't hate the player, hate the game

I never told you what's been weighin' on my shoulders
Not as pretty as you want it, try to catch me when I'm sober
Opened up to give you closure
But it's pain in exchange for the dreams I done sold you
How could you blame me, you forgot I'm human too?
It shouldn't stain me
Sorry, I'm not bulletproof
Sorry, for my sorries
Yeah, that's hardly somethin' I ever do
Cut me out your heart and throw a party if I mention you

I shoulda never took you courtside
Or let you take off in the frog eye
I'm still the villain, yes, of course I know, I know, yeah
I'm at the point if it don't work then fine
I left my feelings on a hard drive
I know home where the heart is
But it feel like I'm always outside

You can call it part of my selfish ways
I'm too player to let myself get played (myself get played)
If we happen to go our separate ways, oh
Don't hate the player, hate the game
You can call it part of my selfish ways (my selfish ways)
I'm too player to let myself get played (myself get played)
If we happen to go our separate ways, oh
Don't hate the player, hate the game

You can call it part of my selfish ways
I'm too player to let myself get played
If we happen to go our separate ways, oh
Then hate the game
Hate the game
Hate the game
Happen to go our separate ways, oh

Oh, he sent you a car?
He did
This is nice
Are these leather seats?
You see it
The windows are tinted? Girl, this is cute
This is broke adjacent
Tsk, girl
What?
Can you act like you been somewhere for once?
I have been to so many places, and that is how I know this is not it
My man is on the come up, he buildin'
Oh, I didn't know he was in construction (oh my God)
I mean, I am tryna be in a building (mm-hmm), top floor (yes)
Penthouse suite (in Dubai), a driver with a nice whip
No offense, Birdie
And you can have that, with him
Ugh
I mean my mom did always say
You're single until you're married, honey
No (oh)
Anything worth havin', is worth workin' for
I want that
Struggle love
Not that
That's literally what she just described?
You always got something to say
Y'all, okay
Birdie, it's up here on the left, and be safe in this rain
And get them brakes fixed
Y'all, come on
That's what I mean, like you always got somethin' to say
I done had a week, I'm just tryna get a-
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Writer: Benjamin M. Wilson, Dylan Graham, Mark Anthony Spears, Matthew Dean Burdette, Stephane Antione Reibaldi
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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