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2:43r&b, trap soul Album Solace & The Vices 2025-10-02

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Description

Composer, Associated Performer, Lyricist: Bryson Tiller

Lyricist, Composer, Producer: Teddy Walton

Mastering Engineer, Mixing Engineer: Mike Seaberg

Lyrics and translation

Original

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, hm

Basically, I'm talkin' whoever done said I'm finished, hm

Wonder how you feel, fuck nigga, I'm ten years in it, hm

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 off, 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 bug mural, I'm a hometown villain

Southside nigga, I personify winnin'

But you know the white folks won't show 'em I did

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 (new run)

They tryin' trick me out my spot (my spot)

I'll be done with this shit when I'm done (I'm done)

I ain't lookin' for the number one (uh-uh)

Just money and the shit keep comin' (just cash)

Kept goin', kept wrist V or nothin' (big facts)

Ain't fallin' off, bitch, you funny (on God)

Hold up, let me replenish, hm (oh, let me replenish)

Basically, I'm talkin' whoever done said I'm finished, hmh (said I'm finished, I'm 'bout my business)

Wonder how you feel, fuck nigga, I'm ten years in it, hm (ten years in it)

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 off, my bars authentic, bitch

Remember they gave the cold shoulder, throwin' them jokes and stones

Just for rockin' them OVOs

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

(Oh, no, no)

Niggas get amnesia and start giving props and handshakes (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I ain't forget that shit, nigga (no, no)

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I'm on my WWJD though

It's all good, I still love you (oh)

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) let's get some money

You feel me?

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