text: Young Money
  Hand on your hand
  Chest on your chest
  Tangled in bed
  But Im feeling you less
  You know my love aint free
  Why do you make believe?
  Why do you sell me dreams?
  SMS in the morning light
  We gotta, we gotta, we gotta face it
  The fire, the fire aint no longer blazin
  I, I woke up on the wrong side of ya
  You dont even know that I left, do ya?
  Cant handle my love
  Cant handle your lies
  No friend zone to my love
  Quit burning all of my time
  I, I woke up on the wrong side of ya
  No candle, no light for you
  No candle, no light for you
  No candle, no light for you
  I cant do it, no baby, I cant do it
  I only end up losing, ooh were really fooling this
  Agree to disagree, some things arent meant to be
  But I wanted you and me
  SMS in the morning light
  We gotta, we gotta, we gotta face it
  The fire, the fire aint no longer blazin
  I, I woke up on the wrong side of ya
  You dont even know that I left, do ya?
  Cant handle my love
  Cant handle your lies
  No friend zone to my love
  Quit burning all of my time
  I, I woke up on the wrong side of ya
  No candle, no light for you
  No candle, no light for you
  No candle, no light for you
  We gotta, we gotta, we gotta face it
  The fire, the fire aint no longer blazin
  No candle, no light for you
  No candle, no light for you
  No candle, no light for you
  Switch up the lane, switch up the lane
  Watch how ya gyal just switch up her lane
  This one here, it ah Nicki and ZAYN, ZAYN, seen?