Bryson Tiller - Exchange (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Bryson Tiller - Exchange (en) Lyrics
This what happen when I think bout 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 too 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
So give me all of you in exchange for me
Just give me all of you in
exchange for me, for me
Break it down, yeah
Yes sir
Check
We used 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, exes 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
For real shawty
You already know
Yeah, is you at Two Keys or Tin Roof?
Turn up with young Tiller, we
just getting loose
Maybe I'm lowkey feelin' you,
don't be cynical
Won’t fuck you over, wanna
fuck you over and again
The truth is 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 'em, let's
surprise 'em
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 in 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 what's up with you?
You got my soul
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