Tell You What ft. Spence Brown Lyrics

Tell you what you want, tell me, tell you what you wanna hear

Tell you what you want, tell me, tell you what you wanna hear

Tell me what you want

Can't you do this for me once

Got those high expectations

Lemme go and light this blunt

I ain't seen you in a month

That's no way to greet someone

I been feeling down and out

But came around for once

Oooh

Why you being so rude

What did I ever do

Why you always in a mood

Arguing about who what where when and why

I ain't ever really been this guy

It's a shame let's not waste time

Let all the pettiness breeze by

So what you wanna hear

I made the bed for fears

But I am just myself

I been me for years

And I don't think that's gonna change

And I don't think you're gonna change

So let's just add it up

And see what we made of

I'm Jones when it's Davey

Looking for a fix

I float when it's wavy

Coming with the hits

I boat when it's gravy

Smothering the kid

White boy when they play me

It's Puttin' On The Ritz

I'm not fighting over table scraps

Using God's name just to get some streams

On play me back

I talk about my faith

Only if it's really where I'm at

No, it's not staged

If I'm crying over any track

I'm bleeding over every rap

Hits, baby, hits

Cause I'm mullin' over every line

Quick to the wit

They'd be worried if it took me time

Burn like a wick

So much shine's gonna last a while

Hey, look at this to myself

When I hit my prime

Don't wanna peak on Air One

Shooting, I won't air one

If I sell out, music or my soul

Shoot the flare gun

Make the type of songs played by Broadway cover bands

Maybe hear it in the store

Shopping for some rubber bands

Holding all the money that I'll give

If I ever land

Tiny streams now

But I'm waiting like it's all been planned

Tell me what you wanna hear

I can't really stand it

When they're teaching faith is only fear

I can't really stand it

If I feel the hate from over here

I can't really stand it

Having boys looking in the mirror

Thinking I should go on gear

Yeah

And another thing

I'm not the one who's wack

Cause I have one girl

And she knows I got passion

She loves me right

So I think I'm gonna cash in

So what you mean

You see it as a lapse in judgment

Cause your last one was then wasn't

Cause your heart just does then doesn't

Well out of ten

My girl's a baker's dozen

If

You

Know

What I mean

Yeah

She knows I'll never leave

She hooked me methamphetamine

No post till we both got a ring

Tell you what