(Major)
(Shout out Buggybeats)

Oh, girl, I'm sorry that I let you go (go)
I'm sorry that I let you down (down)
Back on the road, the money callin'
And it feels like I'm missin' somethin' (yeah)
Girl, I need you back around
It ain't the liquor got me talkin'

Listen, bae, don't switch the subject (yeah)
Hop in, let's get into somethin'
I'll give you my heart, show you I'm all in
Girl, you still a dime-a-dozen
We ain't do this all for nothin'

I must admit
Every time I'm lit
I start missin' you (you, oh)
Missin' you, oh
I must admit (hey)
Every time I'm lit (I'm lit)
I start missin' you (you, oh)
Missin' you, you

Seven days a week
Especially on Sundays
Why you don't love me?
Heart on the runway
Know you lost sleep
For that, I'm sorry
I cut you deep
You was my shawty

Listen, bae, don't switch the subject (yeah)
Hop in, let's get into somethin' (come on)
I'll give you my heart, show you I'm all in
Girl, you still a dime-a-dozen
And we ain't do this all for nothin'

I must admit (admit)
Every time I'm lit (every time)
I start missin' you (missin' you, I start)
Missin' you, oh (missin' you, oh, yeah)
I must admit (hey)
Every time I'm lit (every time, I'm lit)
I start missin' you (you, oh, I start)
Missin' you (ooh, you)