Playlist Bryson Tiller

bryson tiller - exchange

[Verse 1]
This what happen when I think about you
I get in my feelings, yeah
I start reminiscing, yeah
Next time around, fuck I want it to be different, yeah
Waiting on a sign, guess it's time for a different prayer
Lord please save her for me, do this one favor for me
I had to change my player ways got way to complicated for me
I hope she's waiting for me
Everywhere she go, they playin' my song
That's why I say the things that I say that way I know you can't ignore me
But so, so

[Hook]
So gimme all of you in exchange for me
Just give me all of you in exchange for me, for me

[Break 1]
Break it down, yeah
Yes sir, check

[Verse 2]
We use to lay up and then stay up
Have sex and then blow dank
I shouldn't have played no games with you, just levelled up my rank
Last time I saw you we ain't speak, that was strange
Guess it's nothing I can do, man it's true, ex's change, yeah
Guess you changed for the better (better)
I know you know how to make me jealous
I was never loyal, let you tell it, yo
But I'm ready to fix it if you ready, baby
But so, so

[Hook]
So gimme all of you in exchange for me
Just give me all of you in exchange for me, for me

[Break 2]
For real shawty
Yeah, I know

[Verse 3]
Yeah, is you at 2 Keys or Tin Roof?
Turn up with young Tiller, we just getting loose
Maybe, I'm lowkey feelin' you, don't be cynical
I'ma fuck you over, wanna fuck you over then again the truth
Cause I ain't really here to start problems
Girl I swear to God them, hoes can't never say they got him
Know how bad you wanna tell 'em "Don't try him"
I don't wanna tell him, let's surprise him
I don't wanna get into it, why you stressin' him, I've been drivin'
Back and forth, from Louisville to Lexington, mileage
On the whip, got your ass on my grip, college
Make you wanna strip for them dollars
Nah girl, I got a job for you, swear to God I can do a lot for you
Saw you strollin' through the campus, I had to stop for you
I was scrollin' through the 'gram, girl, I had to follow you
Say wassup witchu? You got my soul

bryson tiller - finesse

Yeah, wow
They not ready for my new shit
Yeah

I want my baby to have your eyes
I'm going against my own advice
Should I do New York? I can't decide
Fashion week was more your thing than mine
I can't even lie, I'd rather stay inside
I can't do suit and tie
Can't be in one room with you and stand on different sides
One thing at a time
I have to learn to hide
One thing at a time
Emotions running high
I wish you felt alright

Just hitting my line
All the time, all the time, all oo
You stay on my mind
All the time, all the time (oo)

It takes some finesse
I seen you finesse
He can't know finesse
You stay on my mind

You and your sister
Too hot to handle
Things would get cancelled
I would make time for you
Commitment
Going the distance
I'm new to all of this

It takes some finesse
I seen you finesse
He can't know finesse
You stay on my mind

You stay on my mind (stay)
Stay on my mind
Baby you stay on
Baby you stay on
Baby you stay on
You stay on
Baby you stay
On my mind, stay on my mind
On my mind, stay on my mind
You st
On my mind, stay on my mind

bryson tiller - been that way

[Verse 1]
I wanna know how we became so distant girl
The way we fell in love it was almost instant
I'm tryna find a way around it
Girl tell me how you feel about it
You still love me, that's the way it's sounding
Thank God I would have never found this, I doubt it
I'm there for you if you allow it
Girl you know I gotta keep you around me
All this paper we counting, blazing these ounces
Spending on you baby no matter what the amount is
Now you wanna know what's gotten into me, what's changed?
I guess I had a hard time showing it at first but

[Hook]
Baby it's been that way
Baby it's been that way
Baby I still feel the same
Something I gotta maintain
Listen to me when I say
Baby it's always, always, always been that way
It's always been that way
(Didn't I tell you girl?)
It's always been that way
Baby I still feel the same
Something I gotta maintain
Listen to me when I say
It's always been that way

[Verse 2]
How did we become so distant?
Like I'm the one to blame and you're innocent
I try to make a way, make a difference, but
Some things don't change, I can't complain
I try not to think about you
What can I say, everytime I get near you
I want that old thing back, now bring it to me
Shorty keep telling me what to do about you
Then she got jealous soon as she knew about you
She don't never want to see us go through round two
(Cut her off!) Cut her off that's what I'm doing now, you
Told me I should go out and do my thing
(Damn right!) Damn right I do my thing
Now you want to know what's gotten into me, what's changed?
But baby none change

[Hook]
Baby it's been that way
Baby it's been that way
Baby I still feel the same
Something I gotta maintain
Listen to me when I say
Baby it's always, always, always been that way
It's always been that way
(Didn't I tell you girl?)
It's always been that way
Baby I still feel the same
Something I gotta maintain
Listen to me when I say
It's always been that way

bryson tiller - for however long

[Verse 1]
Bless up
There's some bad bitches out there that I really wanna sex up
They'll probably only let me fuck cause I'm next up
Got me feeling like a nigga now, yessir
Running through 'em, looking for a down bitch
It's like looking for them hitters on SoundClick
Hoping someone else ain't already killed it
Wait up, for real, you exclusive? I found it
Baby, say it's true
I don't wanna have to wait on you
These are things I gotta say to you
Make me feel irreplaceable, baby
Cause I can't call it
You fuck with other niggas, I won't even bother
Young poppa, tell 'em who taught you
Let me put my stamp on it, let me crop all them other niggas
Out the picture, I say fuck them other niggas
Won't you say it with me?
My homeboy left the crib to me, baby, you should stay with me
For as long as I'm here, baby that's okay with me
For as long you want, baby that's okay with me
For as long you want, baby that's okay with me

How does it sound? Sound? Fuck it girl
Come spend the night with me
Say whatever, just don't lie to me
Stepping out, know I want you on the side of me
Mama, you could come work, full-time with me
Roll through in the Beamer, get inside
'Til the wheels fall off, that's how long you can ride with me
Yeah, that's word to Stephen Garrett
Come ride with me
Say it one more time for you
These are things I gotta say to you
Make me feel irreplaceable

bryson tiller - trust issues

Oh yea, oh ye
Don't call with that bitchin' don't
Cause I might just say this

(Verse 1)
I don't care about no woman baby I don't mean no harm
Have been told that men are dogs
and so I try not to be one
I don't really give a fuck about
no bitch and what she wants
Girl excuse my rude behaviour, no time for you

You got the wrong one, nuh
Check that inbox on your phone, huh
Leave me alone hu
I don't want ya
And I don't give a fuck whatcha' momma think
I'm a young nigga tryna do my think
All you haters hop off my shit
Money to be got, but Imma get that shit
Cos I don't want ya, nah-ya
Fuck this I'm gone hun, nuh

[interlude]
Oh yea, oh yea
You know what I like
Oh yea, oh yea
Oh yea, oh yea
Oh yea, oh yea

[Verse 2]
You're in no position, don't need your permission
To go do what I want even if I don't trust these bitches
I don't, I don't trust these bitches
there is no commitment
So I do what I want even if I go fuck these bitches
They might, they might catch some feelings
Ask me if I give it
Girl I just begun and I don't mix pleasure with business
I don't, I don't love these bitches
cos all these hoes be trippin'
I don't need to get away

[Interlude]
Oh Whoa, trust issues
Oh Whoa, trust issues
Oh Whoa, trust issues
Oh Whoa, trust issues
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah

[Verse 3]
Yea, Uh
Tiller man hear me out
Every song another bitch get singled out
Won't say no names, but I really should
She didn't never hesitate to put her business out
Lame niggas they be acting like they your friends
But I know they only want get under your clothes
Tell me why the fuck you ever let this nigga in
When you knew that he was only fucking woman over
Go to hell, go to hell, go to hell
You don't even wear your white wings no more
Tell mah niggas I don't like weed no more
But fuck it Imma blow till I don't see no more
You can look at me and tell that I just ain't myself
And if I let all y'all change me then I hate myself I'm real
Tell them girls grin
they ain't gotta worry bout a thang
all my people getting in
I'm ok with it that's mah accent the crew
but if she steppin with a dude
Imma be angry with him when I see him I

[Verse 4]
Here's the shit that drives me crazy, oh
When it comes to love I'm kinda lazy
Why I never put the time in
I don't never feel the need to put the pressure on them
Ignore all my haters cos they love it when I mind them
They do, they do
Lets get wasted
Call up mah niggas, let's all get faded

[Outro]
I mean like, I'm just saying like
I just can't trust a hoe man, like for real like
These bitches they be tryna talk to me man
On that Facebook and shit they got
"I'm in love with my hubby"
But you still tryna talk to me doe
Psshh, damn shame, what the fuck man
you bitches crazy
Do anything for a lil bit of fame
Just to get a lil bit of hype on your name
What the fuck man you hoes is crazy
I swear you hoes are crazy
I don't know what to do man you hoes are crazy
I don't know what the fuck to do man I'm lazy
I'm fucking lazy
When it comes to love man, you, you, you, you
All ya'll bitches
Fuck with a nigga though

bryson tiller - 502 come up

[Intro]
Yeah-yeah-eah-eah
For real though, it's so wild now
This shit crazy yeah

[Verse 1]
Woke up in the hills this morning
Asking myself, how did I get here this morning?
'Vante Parker in that teal and orange
And Russell in that gold and purple
Youngest from the Ville, important
I used to sit up in my room and ponder
Finished school and get a Doctors
I'm twenty-two, I gotta get it now
Man who knew he'd have it figured out?
Trapsoul, man, I crack codes
Crack cocaine, that's what we putting out
These fuck niggas saying
Don't forget when you was broke, I was looking out
And some say there's levels to this shit
Damn look at all the levels that I skipped
Feeling like there's a medal I should get
All these haters getting heavy on my dick
Look at my niggas, chasing paper
Getting books with my niggas
So how the fuck can people back home say I shook on my niggas?
Your two cents ain't working for me
All you niggas sound commercial to me, man
I don't like commercial niggas
Please shut the fuck up before I hurt you
(Fuck your feelings)
Don't take it personal (it's nothing personal)
This a Derby City come up, this a Derby City vertical
First 48, straight murder you

[Interlude]
For years and years we waited on this
Living in a place folks didn't know exist
Surprise motherfucker, we up in this bitch
I said I'm back and I'm so much better
I'm so, so much better
And I won't stop (Louis)
I can't stop
Not now (Louis) not ever (Louis, Louis)

[Verse 2]
Louis slugger with the hits
Knock them out the park then I'm knocking down your bitch
I'm watching how you pitch
I'm not from Houston, no, I'm not from 'round the six
Got the four series, I should cop the six after the World Series
I just talked to Rich 'bout palm trees and bad bitches
And how these snakes can harm me with bad business
Damn, fuck out of here, nigga
It's very rare for young black men to come up out of here, nigga
Some will call it luck and some will call me up
I ain't heard from you in years
Please get the fuck out my ear, nigga
My peers get it
Only G-O-D can judge me, fuck the jurisdiction
I'm working, ain't got time for thirsting
Over how these chicks appear in pictures
I'm just painting crystal-clear pictures
Brushing up on my lyrics nigga
I just wish momma was here to live up under chandeliers with us
I guess all I ever had to do was take this shit a little more serious
Let's get it

[Outro]
There's not much to say
Woah, I'm from the Southside
God Tiller

bryson tiller - don t

Don?t
Don?t play with her don?t be dishonest
Still not understanding this logic
Aye, I?m back and I?m better
I want you bad as ever
Don?t let me just let up
I want to give you better
Baby its whatever
Somebody gotta step up
Girl I'm that somebody
So I'm Next up

Be damned if I let him catch up
Its easy to see that you?re fed up
I am on a whole ?nother level
Girl he only fucked you over cuz you let him

Fuck em girl I guess he didn?t know any better
Girl that man didn?t show any effort
Do all I can just to show you you?re special
Certain it?s your love that holds me together

Lately you say he been killin the vibe
Gotta be sick of this guy
Pull up, Skurt
Get in the ride
Left hand is steering the other is gripping your thigh
Light up a spliff and get high
Shawty you deserve what you been missing
Looking at you I'm thinking he must be tripping
Play this song for him tell him just listen

Don't

Girl, said he keeps on playing games and his loving ain't the same
I don?t know what to say-ay but
What a shame
If you were mine you would not get the same
If you were mine you would top everything
Suicide in the drop switching lanes
And that thang so fire baby no propane
Got good pussy girl can I be framed
To keep it 100 girl I ain't no saint
But he the only reason that I'm feeling this way
Giving you the world baby when you get space
Pen game get me laid, baby that?s penetrate
Oh baby

Don?t

H-Town got a nigga so throwed
Po' up we can party some mo'
Yeah got this drink in my cup
Got a young nigga feeling so throwed
Spit fire and the world so cold
Young money got a nigga feeling old
Spit fire and the world so cold
H-Town got me feeling so throwed
H-Town got me feeling so throwed
[?]
H-Town got me feeling so throwed
Spit fire and the world so cold
H-Town got me feeling so throwed

Don't

bryson tiller - love faces

Intro
Lil Mama
It's about that time
You Know, You wanna make love faces?
Ha, I bet you do

Talking
I got Killer Instinct in the bed room Shawty
Know I'm finna kill it in the bed room Shawty
Don't Call me Bryson Tiller In this bed room
Call me Mr. Killer in the bed room shawty

Verse 1
Pull up hit the horn two times
Then you walked outside
I said "girl wait a minute. "
Look too good for the club tonight
Shawty I don't really think I wanna wait to hit
Na, Na I want you, Like right now
If that thing leaking Imma put pipe down (You feel me) oh yea
Scratching on my back banging the wall
Them panties soaking wet
OO girl, I had to tear them off
I bang it, I bang it now I got you speaking Spanglish
I know all of them positions, Baby all you gotta do is name em

Bridge
Don't it feel good when I go deeper
Wouldn't feel nice if all night I was in you
I lick it with two fingers in it at the same time (Go back down)
Quickies girl forget that, Imma hit that, You didn't notice you were

Hook
Making Love Faces, Making Love Faces
I got lots of stamina don't matter who I'm versing
I'mma put in work cause tonight girl you deserve it
Making Love Faces, Making Love Faces
If you turn them light down, Do it right now
We'll make love all night, damn right I swear

Verse 2
Girl, Once I get my hands around you (Hands Around, Hands Around)
You won't let me let go, I say round two you say let go
You be playing innocent, But I know that thing is wet though (Climb On top)
Know what I'm on, Wrap them legs around my neck bone
You say you can't wait to see if What I say is true now
You making love faces, While I'm all inside of you girl
You hooked on my love, now we gon' wait full fighter rounds
Back and fourth go in out, Make you scream and Holla

Bridge
Don't it feel good when I go deeper
Wouldn't it feel nice if all night I was in you
I lick it with two fingers in it at the same time (Go back down)
Quickies girl forget that, Imma hit that, You didn't notice you were

Hook
Making Love Faces, Making Love Faces
I can lock the sperm and it don't matter who I'm versing
I'mma put in work cause tonight girl you deserve it
Making Love Faces, Making Love Faces
If you turn them light down, Do it right now
We'll make love all night girl, I swear

Outro
Making Love Faces

bryson tiller - open interlude

[Intro]
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
Throw them shits in a bowl and (smoke that shit up)
Roll one mo' and we fired up
Now we both lookin' high as fuck
I been waitin', but time's up
You ain't look me in the eye once
Fuck it, out you in five months
You ain't gotta be shy girl if...
Hol' up

[Verse]
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
Ooh, girl I saw this comin'
Don't wanna act all nonchalant, that would mean
That everything we talked about was all for nothin'
Ohh, girl you know I've been sufferin'
Mmm, hmmm, mmm
Mmm, hmmm, mmm
Baby I've been sufferin', does that mean nothin'?
That's gotta mean somethin'

[Chorus]
Baby I would go insane for your love
Fuck what your friends say, cause that gotta mean somethin'
This became a little bit too much
Gotta watch my intake, that's gotta mean somethin'
(This how it goin', put that shit back in motion)
Gotta mean somethin'
(Now I got yo' ass hoping)
Promise everything gon' be kosher
(T R A P S O U L)

bryson tiller - overtime

[Voicemail]:
You know how I feel about like... us, right?
Like... how I wanna go about it
But you never tell me how you feel about it
How you wanna go about it

[Hook]
I've been working on it, putting in overtime
Putting in overtime, putting in over-
I've been putting in work, you know I've been
Working overtime, working overtime
Working over-
I've been working on it, putting in overtime
Putting in overtime, putting in over-
I've been putting in work, you know I've been
Working overtime, working overtime
Working over

[Verse 1]
Sitting in a whip on the strip, get to stripping
My windows is tinted, let's go
My backseat ain't empty, we just left the Fendi
We getting it all over the clothes
This is why I need the Phantom, this is why I need the Phantom
And you know business getting handled
Wonder where you at, I just might hold you for ransom
No that's something your nigga can't fathom
Aw man, he just bought her Balmain
He thought that would keep her 'round
But he thought wrong, nothing at all
That's what she got on
And she will get up and leave him for me, I know
I mean how could he not know?
Cause see

[Hook]
I've been working for it, putting in overtime
Putting in overtime, putting in over-
I've been putting in work, she know I've been
Working overtime, working overtime
Working over

[Verse 2]
I've been working OT
Tryna show you what it's like just to know me
And ever since that day you approached me
I been thinking 'bout you and you only
And we just like to fuck, that's it, nothing else
Fuck falling in love, that's for someone else
I break the bank for you, 'til no money left
Now I done caught feelings worth more than millions
And I feel it, you hurting and I been healing
Girl that nigga ain't worth it, I know you hear me
I know we said we wouldn't let it get this far
Now I want it for myself, that's his loss
Oh he mad huh? Is he pissed off?
Too bad, nigga should've been on his job
You know I deserve it, I've been working this hard

[Outro]
Ay, is- is you, is you, with it? Yeah (Been working this hard, yeah)
Po' it up, sip it up, getting lit as fuck
We been fucking, on the couch, on the bed
Baby girl on my mind, hol' up - there it go
Damn, no baby
I'm kinda looking for her - for you
For you to be my pride, and the mother of my child
Oh yeah

bryson tiller - rambo

[Intro]
This is not, this is not
This is not, this is not a motherfuck
A motherfucking game, motherfucker, This is not
This is not, a motherfucking game, why you playin' boy?
I'm just saying boy
Yeah

[Hook]
Rambo, they begging for mercy, like the lambo'
No they told me kill them all, goddamn though
I know they want to see me fall, look where I am though
On two feet, that's where I stand though
I'm a true fucking killer, like Rambo
No ammo, they see me on the Sanyo
Nigga I just kill em because I can though

[Verse 1]
I'm as humble as they come, but you're fucking with the wrong one
Boy you're fucking with the wrong one
This that new Pen Griffey watch that nigga get a home run
Watch him hit it, it's a home run
I ain't playin' wit' you nigga's
I'm a true louis Villain
I'm the realest, they acrylic
Fuck them niggas if they doubt it
Say I'm flippin' up, but so is a money counter
I've been getting up, gotta pay my self allowance
And I save it like the bail, I can't take no more L's
The day I sell my soul, that's the day I go to hell
Been putting on a show, just like Dave Chappelle
They ain't make it in the credits, imma tell them oh well
Tell Steve, don't let no more bitches in the hotel
Niggas gotta get the work, girl unless you gon twerk something
While I lay this verse on em'
Damn this lifestyle got a lot of perks on it, i'm just saying nigga (Young Tiller)

[Hook]
Rambo, they begging for mercy, like the lambo'
No they told me kill them all, goddamn though
I know they want to see me fall, look where I am though
On two feet, that's where I stand though
I'm a true fucking killer, like Rambo
No ammo, they see me on the Sanyo
Nigga I just kill em because I can though

[Verse 2]
This ain't temporary, I've been out here, letting them know
New cat, years later, best as Sylvester Stallone
I've been working hard, I've been doing better, ya know
Beat the freeloaders, we won't be breaking bread with them though
She chose me over him, cause he's was so regular, oh
He was so regular, I'm like a butler, getting this dough
I'm like a monster, or a motherfucking predator
Oh-na-na-na, Soldier like Contra
I don't fuck with thotties, I pass them to my partner
All gold everything, bitch I'm Fort Knoxin'
New sports car man
I'm new Porsche coppin', Two door hop in
Girl you know how I spend
And I've been trying to budget my checks with the rest with the money, money
Rubber bands getting stretched with the hundreds, hundreds
M.V.P upper deck with the money, money
Don't I make the haters upset with the money
Bitch I'm coming

[Outro]
This is not, this is not
This is not, this is not a motherfuck
A motherfucking game, motherfucker, This is not
This is not, a motherfucking game, why you playin' boy?
I'm just saying boy
Tiller!

bryson tiller - right my wrongs

[Chorus]
Could it be you calling me down?
My foolish heart turns at the stars
All that I am is all that you see
You don't need nobody else, and you're putting this all on me, forgive me

[Verse 1]
There's a time and a place for all this
This is not the place for all this
Is there a reason why you're saying all this?
And can we talk about it later?
I've gotta right my wrongs
With you is where I belong
You've been down from the go, recognition is what you want
And it's something that I should know

[Pre-Chorus]
Something that I should know
All the things that you went through, girl I never meant to put you through it twice, no
Tell me, how can I right my wrongs?
That's something that I should know
All the things that we been through, girl I never meant to put you through it twice, no, no

[Chorus]
Could it be you calling me down?
My foolish heart turns at the stars
All that I am is all that you see
You don't need nobody else, and you're putting this all on me, forgive me

[Verse 2]
I say you don't need nobody else
Feels like you don't got me so you feel like you've been by yourself
I've been feeling kinda down myself
I've been going through it as well
Girl, I guess time will tell
That's the problem, I ain't got any left
There's somethings I can't help
But you would make the time for me
Oh, isn't that something that I should know?

[Pre-Chorus]
Something that I should know
All the things that you went through, girl I never meant to put you through it twice, no
Tell me how can I right my wrongs
That's something that I should know
All the things that we went through, girl I never meant to put you through it twice, no, no

[Chorus]
Could it be you calling me down?
My foolish heart turns at the stars
All that I am is all that you see
You don't need nobody else, and you're putting this all on me, forgive me

bryson tiller - self righteous

Got something to say, yeah
I know it's easy to love me
Thought it was better this way
Oh trust me baby it's hard
Tried to give it up, I've tried to baby, it's tough
I guess it's my fault, I know what's up
Baby we used to fuck
From now on we make love
Girl let's catch up, phone calls ain't enough

That's where I messed up, I should've kept in touch
Cause I ain't the type that will hit it and quit it
Even if it's mine, even if it isn't
Take them trips and pay yo' ass a visit
Gave you a portion but you needed more, needed more
Now you won't even call me no more
Ain't laying naked in my sheets no more
I guess you ain't a freak no more
Sex more, that's what I was on

Talk less, that's what I was on
Selfish, baby I know, I know
Quick to admit it when I'm wrong
Instead I was leading you on
Now it's fuck me and leave you alone
Come love me, I need you at home
It's somethin' about the way you scream and you moan
Now I'm the one who's been treating you wrong
Contradicting all the things I've been preaching in songs, oh

Shit was going good girl
Now it's looking bad girl
Can we take it back girl?
You gave me a task girl
Go clean up my act girl
Done that, where you at girl?
Would you mind, would you mind
Would you mind if I?

Come do the things that you like
What you like, what you like
I know what you like
Who else gon' get you right but me
Who else gon' get you right
Don't know when I'm finna wife it
I still ain't decided
Better make up my mind quick
'Fore a nigga come and swipe it
Know I sound a lil' self righteous
Yeah, but there ain't nothin' else like it

Anything else bad for your health
I've been checking you profile to see if you recited this
I got a lot more where that came from
You got a Tumblr too, I gotta make one
I've been peepin' hard, on some stalking shit
I'm feening hard, that's the obvious, yeah
But you know I won't mind if we were just fuckin'
Feelin' on somethin', talking 'bout nothin'
Then maybe later you and I discuss it
Do you feel like I do, can I know?

Clearly baby It's you that I want
Listen, I don't wanna confuse you
Don't ever think that I use you
Give me one more chance, I'll prove you wrong
How you want it to go, we can do this slow
Pick up where we left off, I don't wanna lose it, no
This for life, baby, you should know, you should know
Baby I know

Shit was going good girl
Now it's looking bad girl
Can we take it back girl?
You gave me a task girl
Go clean up my act girl
Done that, where you at girl?
Would you mind?

bryson tiller - sorry not sorry

Fight!
Hey
God damn...I'm winning
God damn! I'm winning
Got money now you done switched up on me

[Verse 1]
I used to think about how you would act
When a nigga got money
Now you done switched up on me
Now you wanna say "what's up?" to me
Okay so now you wanna make love to me

[Hook]
Girl if you don't get the fuck from me
I know you thought we had something special
But you don't mean nothing to me
Girl I'm sorry you not the one for me

[Verse 2]
Just be honest, girl, what you want from me?
This ain't nothing new, keep it so 100
I can't let none of these niggas get one up on me
I go by God-Tiller, you better run from me
Give hope to my niggas, them niggas blood money
Adios to them bitches, can't get a hug from me
I'm high on life, that's what it does for me
My numbers going up, I feel a buzz coming (one up)

[Bridge]
Young nigga, young nigga
Your friends bad too?
Then tell 'em come with you
And we like, bitches with they own shit
We don't like gold diggers

[Hook]
Girl if you don't get the fuck from me
I know you thought we had something special
But you don't mean nothing to me
Girl I'm sorry you not the one for me

[Verse 3]
This the shit I don't condone
Cheating on your man but you can get it if you want it
Looking for a bad bitch, I finally found a culprit
Nigga taking shots, and I'm back check the postage, yeah
Hatin' ass nigga, why won't you shut up?
This the motherfuckin' 502 come up
And every time I'm back in the city
Every bitch with a hidden agenda run up (cause I'm on, nigga!)

[Bridge]
Young nigga, young nigga
Your friends bad too?
Then tell 'em come with you
And we like, bitches with they own shit
We don't like gold diggers

[Hook]
Girl if you don't get the fuck from me
I know you thought we had something special
But you don't mean nothing to me
Girl I'm sorry you not the one for me

[Verse 4]
Every nigga did you wrong, except for me
I'm next to blow and so you should've been next to me
Say you lovesick, girl I got the remedy
I'll give you long dick and longevity
Don't settle for less or for infidelity
Niggas ain't built like me
He can't bag and pipe and leave that pussy killed like me
Or even keep the business behind his lips like me
I got a hundred fucking problems
Good brain, am I fucking with a scholar?
Woodgrain, I'ma grip it when I whip it
If I take a shot and brick it, I'ma flip it
Thankful for my papa, nigga taught me how to get it
Gotta make sure my brothers is eating I'ma split it
If she throw that pussy at me I'ma hit it
Pen Griffey, but she won't get a penny, no
(Boy if you don't get)

[Bridge]
Young nigga, young nigga
Your friends bad too?
Then tell 'em come with you
And we like, bitches with they own shit
We don't like gold diggers

[Hook]
Girl if you don't get the fuck from me
I know you thought we had something special
But you don't mean nothing to me
Girl I'm sorry you not the one for me

[Outro]
Hey
God damn
We don't like gold diggers...
God...damn I'm winning
Oh no!

bryson tiller - ten nine fourteen

[Verse 1]
Fasho
So, ever since October
Living out my dreams and got a lot closer
Had to do it for my daughter before she got older
Had to wake the sleepers up, bitch I got Folgers
I'm the realest nigga out, remember I told ya
Yes I?m Derby city raised, but I?m not local
Now they actin' like they kin, I do not know them
I've been prospering ever since I dropped "Don't", nigga
But it don't stop here, I gotta keep it goin', keep it goin'
Keep that hate coming my nigga, I'ma keep ignoring
God Tiller, your flow so prehistoric
Got, got killers, smoke yours or put me in the corner
I'm Cassius, my nigga put me in the corner
Versus anybody, really show me my opponent
They coming for my head, I'm like Makonnen
Kill them all, send 'em my condolences
And I'm back, back, back on my bullshit nigga
Do I miss doing this shit, just for fun? Just a little
Now, I do it for funds, that's facts, fundamentals
For a house up on the makers, lawyers, doctors, my neighbors
Everyday I say my prayers, terminators, portrayers
Now the man is blessing me, first the man was testing me
I went through the storm not knowing whether it was green on the other side or not
That shit would bring out the best of me
I'm so true with it, who are you kidding?
12 asked what I do for a living, told them Google it
I'm so rude with it, and the youngin' doing it
You don't know what I been through nigga
This the truth nigga, oh my goodness
Spittin' flames in the booth, nigga, oh my goodness
God really came through for me, oh my goodness
I can give a fuck about you, and your mothafuckin' crew
That's ain't something I would do, no I wouldn't
Ya dig?

[Break]
(Laughs)
Yeah
I just gotta let this shit ride man
(Ya dig?)
Uh, I feel like Weezy F Baby sometimes man
Carter 3 Wayne, Carter 4 Wayne
Carter 5, man where that shit at?
Yessir

[Verse 2]
You know me, I gotta keep it real on this shit
My shawty mama put me out the crib, nigga I was payin' bills
Almost got a third job, she don't know the way it feels
But look, look at how a nigga living
My dream just got a little more vivid
And I'm starting to see a whole lot more friendlies
But I don't want too many, no I don't want too many, no way
City to city
Never forget that phone call I got from Timbo and Richie
When I was in Philly, that's when I knew this shit wasn't given
Then shit really got crazy when, got the kicks from Drizzy
Well, the recognition from Drizzy alone
I remember when they slept on me: memory foam
Can't believe Timbo the king just sent me back home
But now that boy getting on, my nigga give me the throne
Ya dig?
Yup, I know the people they diggin' me now
The cool kids from high school can't sit with me now
My baby mama's mama can't say shit to me now
What did she do wrong? She better figure it out
You better, I done grew into a wise young fella
This is true shit, you know Tiller goin' tell 'em
I'll tell 'em the truth, I'll tell 'em the truth, I'll tell 'em the truth
The whole truth, yeah
I'll tell 'em the truth, I'll tell 'em the truth, I'll tell 'em the truth
The whole truth, ay, baby yeah

bryson tiller