Open Interlude Songtext
von Bryson Tiller
Open Interlude Songtext
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
Throw them shits in a bowl and (Smoke that shit up)
Rollin' one more and we fired up
Now we both lookin' high as fuck
I been waitin′, but time is up
You ain′t look me in the eye once
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 failed me though
Oh-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-oh, girl, you know I've been sufferin′
Mmm, hmmm, mmm, no, no
Mmm, hmmm, mmm
Baby I've been sufferin′, does that mean nothin'?
That′s gotta mean somethin'
Baby I would go insane for your love
Fuck what your friends say, girl that's 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 ya ass hopin′)
(Promise everything gonna be kosher)
TRAP SOUL, Young Tiller (Hol' up)
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)
Rollin' one more and we fired up
Now we both lookin' high as fuck
I been waitin′, but time is up
You ain′t look me in the eye once
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 failed me though
Oh-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-oh, girl, you know I've been sufferin′
Mmm, hmmm, mmm, no, no
Mmm, hmmm, mmm
Baby I've been sufferin′, does that mean nothin'?
That′s gotta mean somethin'
Baby I would go insane for your love
Fuck what your friends say, girl that's 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 ya ass hopin′)
(Promise everything gonna be kosher)
TRAP SOUL, Young Tiller (Hol' up)
Writer(s): Bryson Tiller, Eric Weston Dunn, Ian Thomas, Alex Isley, Austin J Owens Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com