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[Verse 1: Grace Weber]

Though I may speak, with braveness

And have the gift, to awe inspire

To have not loved (loved)

My words are vain, as sounding brass

And hopeless gain

[Pre-Hook]

Oh

Would it even matter

Would it even matter

[Hook]

Am I a fool to love?

Don't I have enough?

Running down the minutes

Would it even matter

Out here playing favorites

Out here playing favorites

[Verse 2: WESTSIDE BOOGIE]

How I ask a simple question and you glitching in my face?

How forbidden is the fruit that you keep mixing on your plate?

No repentance for your sins whеn you missing faith

See I don't want no empty prayers when I'm saying Gracе

And I just hope they won't freeze up

See I get chills from your body, warmth shit

Where your self esteem go?

And lately you've been saying I should clean more

And telling me I'm cheating cuz the brightness on my screen low

And I keep saying

Tell me tell me something (tell me, tell me, tell me)

Swear it really won't take no time

Tell me tell me something (something)

Did you really not play both sides oh yeah?

'Cause you been playing favorites

And I been living dangerous

But that's when I feel safest yeah

[Hook: Grace Weber]

Am I a fool to love?

Don't I have enough?

Running down the minutes

Would it even matter?

Out here playing favorites

Out here playing favorites