Bryson Tiller - Inhale

Hm, hm
Yeah, yeah
Oh, oh
There's not a lot of people that got that for you
Like, just even being around people, no matter how popular
Them ain't no real stars, bruh
Which is why like, these motherfuckers don't shake
Like, I-I can't get started

And baby, you know I keep it nice and warm to satisfy (yeah)
Baby, you know that I am always hot for you
And if there's any kinda love that will exemplify
My sweetie, I have got that kinda love times two (boy, I'll do you)
And baby, you know I keep it nice and warm to satisfy (yeah)
Baby, you know that I am always hot for you
And if there's any kinda love that will exemplify
My sweetie, I have got that kinda love times two (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Haha, right

Inhale, exhale (mm, yeah)
I might take another hit before I set sail (yeah)
When my text fail, I had hit you from another cell (oh)
Told me "Get well," did you mean that? 'Cause I can't tell
I ain't feelin' well, kept it and then my tears fell (mm)
Yes, I spent all these fuckin' years dwellin', yes, I feel irrelevant
And in this room, it's you, me and this elephant
I'm jealous and hit your cell up for the hell of it (baby you know)
She think I'm movin' shaky
(No tellin' when she comin' forward)
Baby girl, I miss when you adored me (yeah)
When you left me, honey, that shit tore me (oh)
Fuck bein' on Forbes, I felt rich when I was yours
Feel more like a corpse, all these women been a bore (mm)
Seven-thirty trap sale, will the call girl get on board? (Yeah)
Yes of course, I kept this bedroom nice and warm for you (oh)
Yes I call, maybe sing a song for you, my baby (baby you know)

Know I keep it nice and warm to satisfy
(Kept this bedroom nice and warm for you-for you)
Baby, you know that I am always hot for you (Trapsoul King)
And if there's any kinda love that will exemplify
(I'm around these niggas and they, they corny)
My sweetie, I have got that kinda love times two
(I'm actually been around these niggas, I'm like)
(I was always around good people)
(I'm not from, like, this whole, like, Hollywood)
(That type, that's not where I'm from)
(So just bein' where I'm from, and being dropped into this shit)
(Is just super, like, everybody corny to me)
(Everybody corny as fuck)

Written by:
Bryson Tiller, Christopher Brent Wood, David Patino, Kenneth Edmonds

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