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letra de exchange (remix) - ill intent

[verse 1: bryson tiller]
this what happen when i think about you
i get in my feelings, yeah
i start reminiscing, yeah
next time around, f-ck, 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

[hook: bryson tiller]
so give me all of you in exchange for me
just give me all of you in exchange for me, for me

[verse 2: heir jordan]
for me to believe, i’m gonna need to see it
the truth lies in the life that you’re living
drop an ox but that pill ain’t prescription
taking them like a mag subscription
but you can’t script commitment
you fit the description for submission
like every other girl but i thought you were different
i really thought you were different
a prodigy in beauty but you can’t see it
you think you need the make up
you think you need your weed laced up
tripping like your shoes aren’t laced up
pull your face up, the ground ain’t where it should be facing
aim for the sky, you’ll see that you can fly
more worth than you value yourself with
when i step in the room, i feel your presence
it’s just the impression i’m left with
that leaves me guessing
who’s the one at fault for your confidence; it’s been messed with
it’s clear to me
it’s very clear to me
i feel the fear you have inside it screams
words paint pictures
and pics are worth a thousand words
that’s why it’s important to listen to hers
i know that the past there was hurt
but no longer will there as long as i’m on planet earth

[verse 3: bryson tiller]
yeah, is you at 2 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 f-ck you over, wanna f-ck 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 him, let’s surprise him
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 -ss 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

- ill intent

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