Bryson Tiller - 7:00

Okay, word then (word then)
He ain't workin', I pull up urgently in person (huh)
Kiss through the phone first, how the tone work?
I was hurt then, only pickin' up the phone for the homework
They was mad when they said that it won't work
Mad 'cause the drop-top crashed, it's a loaner
Breakfast in the morning, Larenz, Love Jones

I told her, "seven o'clock when you last came over"
2:00 a.m. now and I know you ain't sober
Sleepin' alone and your man can't hold ya
But baby, I can, tell your man, "Game over"
Shows ain't over, the plans ain't over
Wanna sit back, watch a young man take over
I'm gon' ask, "Would you come over?"
Movin' too fast, we could take things slower

Ooh, na-na
But if you knew better girl
From the way it looks, you got it under control
Let me know (let me know, yeah)
Be honest

I don't know if they fuck with you, like I do (I don't know if they fuck with you like)



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