Open Interlude
Bryson Tiller
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)
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)