Bryson Tiller

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Somethin Tells Me

Yeah somethin' tells me

We ain't gon' last baby

Yo' intuition has been tellin' you

Things that you never knew (never knew)

Rubbing shoulders with bitches I used to put on pedestals

But still I keep it professional

Laying in the bed and you acting like I can't even touch you

I don't know why you do that

Shower with the door open, why you do that?

Drop the towel right in front of me, you cruel

What's goin' on baby, talk to me baby

Say it to me straight, did I make a mistake?

And I can't concentrate while you're standing there naked

Acting strange, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah somethin' tells me

We ain't gon' last baby

Yeah somethin' tells me

We ain't gon' last baby

My intuition has been telling me

Trust what you said to me

You ain't never really felt love 'til you slept with me

I'm busy, it's no wonder you upset with me

You found a Magnum inside of my bag

Don't know how to explain this

That was in there way before we started dating

This the only music I hate facing, oh

Lay down baby I'mma take it slow

Can't let this thing go to waste, oh no

Before we crash, hit the brakes, oh no

Call, then I got to your place, oh no

Still getting voicemail, oh no

Fuck it, leave a voicemail, oh no

Hey, looks like we're at the end of the road

Yeah somethin' tells me

We ain't gon' last baby

(Somethin' tells me)

We ain't gon' last baby

Yeah somethin' tells me

We ain't gon' last baby

Oh yeah, oh yeah

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

(You know I feel like you know what I'm about to say)

Oh yeah, oh yeah

(You know what I'm about to say, huh)

Oh yeah, oh yeah

(Can we make it work, huh

Can we make it work

Let's make it work

Let's make it work, yeah)

I know we can make it work

Let's make it work

We can make it work, come on