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wilshire - tyler, the creator lyrics

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[intro]
mhm, f*ck, yeah

[verse 1]
met you on a sat*rday, knew it was something soon as you spoke it
i f*ckin’ across the table, don’t think anybody noticed
you asked me if i was comin’ the city you from
maybe we should kick it, i was interested, that would be dumb
if i denied long legs, good ears, great taste
smell good, sense of humor, obvious a good face
and we cl!cked, we was at each other’s hips
i ain’t even wanna f*ck ’cause your presence was enough
you and i make sense, you stay back at my tele’
we was chattin’ ’til mornin’, the vibrations was heavy
i wasn’t drownin’ or yawnin’, that’s when i told you my feelings
you told me you felt the same but you got homie you dealin’ with
d*mn, i didn’t know, that’s a bit unexpected
but i get it, it’s whatever, least i could do is respect it
we still gon’ kick it and check in like nothing could ever stop it
the problem is he my friend, but if i’m honest, i’m really hopin’ you drop him
it’s morals i really have, it’s lines i could never cross
but you got somethin’ that make all them good intentions go lost
i try to keep it together, never felt this way
we spent ’bout two weeks together, only skipped one day
and they say “bros over hoes,” i’m like, “mm, nah, hey”
i would rather hold your hand and have a cool handshake
but whatever, we could still be friends, it could still be champs
i’ma play it cool, we got somethin’, we cannot pretend, uh, uh
[break]
it’s, it’s like starting a raise
and then when you take off, they like, “no, no, it’s not a end,” huh
it was too late and sh*t

[verse 2]
facetimin’, that ain’t ’bout nothin’, you laughin’, packin’ your luggage
it’s nothin’ incriminatin’ but please delete our discussions
you hit me with that look and replied like, “duh, b*tch”
don’t want your man to think that we creepin’ behind his back
crossed the line, crossed the line, crossed the—, nah, we never did that
though i haven’t seen him in months, sh*t, it’s rare he never hit back
anyway, convince him to bring him to me so we could kick it
right in front of his lenses, nothing here is malicious
you sat by me in that movie, we went outside for them doobies
we walkin’ off when we talk, man, that n*gga not f*ckin’ stupid
he see it, he know it’s somethin’ we frontin’ like, “ha*ha*ha”
whenever we “ha*ha*ha,” we subtly press his b*ttons
not on purpose, but, man, i found my purpose
if i f*ck our friendship up for you, i think it’s worth it
but nah, i can’t do that, that n*gga don’t deserve it
and plus, y’all got depth, i’m just the n*gga on the surface, for real
surface

[break]
i said surface, like, ’cause they got roots
like, i’m the new n*gga
but you know, they be f*ckin’, hahaha

- tyler the creator lyrics

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