Bryson Tiller – Finished Lyrics

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And I'll give you one tip, vices
They a motherfucker now
Leave it alone
Whatever's keepin' you from movin' forward
Leave it alone
Hold up, let me replenish, huh
Basically, I'm talkin' whoever done said I'm finished, huh
Wonder how you feel, fuck nigga, I'm ten years in it, huh
Got ten more with me, lil' bitch
I just put a boom on business, lil' bitch
I ain't got a chrome, I'm spinnin', lil' bitch
Nigga look mad when I hittin' that switch
And his bitch braggin', playin' my shit like she ain't never heard no shit like this
Yeah, fuck is you sayin', bitch nigga? I'ma let you finish, yeah
These house and these cars ain't rented
My work paid, all my bars authentic
I'm still Pen Griffey
Nigga, be talkin' that shit in my city
Still my city, they know my city
Fuck a big mural, I'm a hometown villain
Southside nigga, I personify winnin'
But you know the white folks won't show 'em I did it
Love the white folks, said fuck with a nigga
Come have fun at the young with a nigga
See what the game done to a nigga
Hate when these lames come for a nigga
I'm goin' on a whole new run
They tryin' trick me out my spot
I'll be done with this shit when I'm done
I ain't lookin' for the number one
Just money and the shit keep comin'
Kept goin', kept wrist V or nothin'
Ain't fallin' off, bitch, you funny
Hold up, let me replenish, huh
Basically, I'm talkin' whoever done said I'm finished, huh
Wonder how you feel, fuck nigga, I'm ten years in it, huh
Got ten more with me, lil' bitch
I just put a boom on business, lil' bitch
I ain't got a chrome, I'm spinnin', lil' bitch
Nigga look mad when I hittin' that switch
And his bitch braggin', playin' my shit like she ain't never heard no shit like this
Yeah, Fuck is you sayin', bitch nigga? I'ma let you finish, yeah
These house and these cars ain't rented
My work paid, all my bars authentic, bitch
Remember they gave the cold shoulder, throwin' them jokes and stones
Just for rockin' them OVO's
But you know that shit was bogus, nigga
And I had to bring up 2015, but you know young tiller was chosen, nigga
That's why they had to go get the high up guys and nerf us, I was, broken, nigga
Niggas get amnesia and start giving props and handshakes
I ain't forget that shit, nigga
I'm on my W-W-J-D though
It's all good, I still love you
Let's get some money
You feel me

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