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Bryson Tiller

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    Yeah, now's the time to just clear the air
    Put this shit back in motion
    Put this shit back in motion
    Now you finally open
    I'm just tryna be only

    We been ashin' our roaches (long)
    Throw them shits in a bowl and (smoke that shit up)
    Roll one mo' and we fired up (fired up)
    Now we both lookin' high as fuck (yeah, high up)
    I been waitin', but time's up (come here, yo)
    You ain't look me in the eye once (trying back to Young Tiller)
    Fuck it out you if I must
    You ain't gotta be shy, girl, if
    Hol' up

    (Hol' up)

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    You don't know how much you helped me grow
    You've helped me grow, baby, yeah
    You don't know how much I've been tryna show you
    I know you felt me though
    Oh, girl, I saw this comin'
    Don't wanna act all nonchalant
    That would mean that everything we talked about was all for nothin'
    Oh, girl, you know I've been sufferin'
    Mmm, mmm, mmm, no no
    Mmm, mmm, mmm
    Baby, I've been sufferin'
    Does that mean nothin'?
    That's gotta mean somethin'

    (Yeah, whoa, yeah, girl, oh)
    Baby, I would go insane for your love
    Fuck what your friends say
    Girl, that's gotta mean somethin'
    (Oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah)
    This became a little bit too much
    Gotta watch my intake
    That's gotta mean somethin'
    Oh, this how it goin' (oh yeah)
    Put that shit back in motion
    (Gotta mean somethin')
    Now I got your ass hoping
    Promise everything gon' be kosher
    Yeah, T R A P S O U L
    (Young Tiller, Young Tiller)

    (Hol' up)

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