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Bryson Tiller - Nevermind This Interlude Lyrics

Hush, ay
I got things to say
Say, I gotta (say) talk to you
(Too much to talk about)
Come clean to you
(Too much)

Touch down
Shawty, I just touched down
Guess I gotta start a hunt down
You still givin' me the run around
Hit me with the Addy and I'm comin' now
Wanna get there before sundown
Tryna be a better man
Came to tell you that we gotta start fuckin' 'round
But you look good, I wanna fuck now
Make these other bitches seem basic
Livin' where they go to vacation
You a goddess, you gracious
Look like a supermodel, but you modest
Look what God has created (God damn)
I'm tryna stop you from being famous (Yeah)
From rappers knowin' what your name is (Aw, yeah)
I'm barely famous and I hate it
Take your time, I'm just sayin'
I'm a selfish nigga on occasion (I'm selfish)
Fuck you ain't know hate you 'till I crave it (I crave it)
Whatever you finna say, save it (Girl, save it)
I be like my bad, girl, I'm busy (I'm busy)
You know I always say the same shit (Same shit)
Hit you when I'm back in the city
When I'm back in the city
When I'm back in the city
Back in the city

Back in the
(Back in the city, b-back in the city)
I could lose it all
Are you willing to risk it with me? Oh, no
I guess we will never ever know
You think you know but you don't
Trust me, you don't know, oh, no
I don't send no more photos
And takin' my breath, yeah, yeah
Got me in a choke hold
Yeah, got me in a choke hold
Bring you to where I'm stayin'
Whatever I was sayin'
Never mind what I was sayin' (what I was sayin', babe)
Never mind what I was
Never mind what I was sayin'

Fuck it, never mind
I could never make up my mind