Bryson Tiller - Gravity lyrics

[Intro] Ha, yeah Yeah [Verse 1] I’m feelin’ like They got sick and tired of me, bein’ that ni**a, right I’m feelin’ like She ain’t really tired of me, she still came to spend the night Yeah, she know the difference between me and all these ni**as, right Love to hear Tiller sing, but when she hurt/heard Tiller, right Everything Tiller say She said, “Damn, why you trippin’ off, all these ni**as anyway All these ni**as in the way?” Call me whеn these ni**as get thеir pants back We can begin rap or we can pretend that He never said that, he get his head back He get his life spared, I’m tellin’ these ni**as I’m somethin’ like nightmare, I’m All in his conscious, you better watch this Rappin’ like I’m in the ’96, ni**a, I promise Cut off the nonsense, or I’m comin’ with my diss, I’m comin’ with hot breeze That’s when I rap for your main, send me your side b*tch Yeah, on some fly sh*t I like to shine the crown before I close my eyelids I’m around (Yeah) If ni**as want the smoke then I’m in, yeah [Chorus / Bridge] Yeah, yeah, yeah They don’t want smoke with me, nah, ah I tried to tell ’em that will never end well They can tell I had enough (Yeah), I had enough (Yeah) [Verse 2] Can’t convince me that I am not the coldest Matter fact, transcended that b*tch, I feel frozen, I feel timeless I feel like Boston, fu*k bein’ modest From bein’ honest I hit ni**as with silence and I’m still the hardest Word to Pootie Tang, how this [?] Need a Gucci bag to hold this garments (Yeah, yeah) fu*k with you, just [?] won’t regard it, b*tch [Outro] Things get crazy, can’t be lazy fu*k you, pay me If you got a problem with the sh*t that I’m sayin’ Just say my fu*kin’ name