Bryson Tiller
Bryson Tiller (born January 2, 1993) is an American singer-songwriter from Louisville, Kentucky. Early approval from Timbaland and Drake boosted the career of Bryson Tiller, a contemporary R&B songwriter and singer -- a self-termed "trap soul" artist who also raps -- from Louisville, Kentucky. Tiller made waves with SoundCloud uploads like "Don't," "Break Bread," "Let 'Em Know," and "Sorry Not Sorry." "Don't," a sparse ballad, was given an official release in May 2015. Read Full BioBryson Tiller (born January 2, 1993) is an American singer-songwriter from Louisville, Kentucky. Early approval from Timbaland and Drake boosted the career of Bryson Tiller, a contemporary R&B songwriter and singer -- a self-termed "trap soul" artist who also raps -- from Louisville, Kentucky. Tiller made waves with SoundCloud uploads like "Don't," "Break Bread," "Let 'Em Know," and "Sorry Not Sorry." "Don't," a sparse ballad, was given an official release in May 2015. Around the same time, Tiller was featured on Kam Wil's "I Want You" and Tyrant's "Lime Light." While social media activities fueled speculation regarding Tiller's affiliation with Drake's OVO Sound label, the artist opted to sign with major-label RCA, home to Tinashe and Miguel. T R A P S O U L, his debut album, was released in October 2015.
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Don't
Bryson Tiller Lyrics
Don't, don't play with her don't be dishonest
Aye, still not understanding this logic
Aye, I'm back and I'm better
I want you bad as ever
Don't let me just let up
I want to give you better
Baby it's whatever
Somebody gotta step up
Girl I'm that somebody, so I'm next up
Be damned if I let him catch up
It's easy to see that you're fed up
I am on a whole 'nother level
Girl he only fucked you over 'cause you let him
Fuck 'em girl I guess you didn't know any better
Girl that man didn't show any effort
Do all I can just to show you you're special
Certain it's your love that holds me together
Lately you say he been killin' the vibe
Gotta be sick of this guy
Pull up, Skrrt
Get in the ride
Left hand is steering the other is gripping your thigh
Light up a spliff and get high
Shawty you deserve what you been missing
Looking at you I'm thinking he must be tripping
Play this song for him tell him just listen
Don't (play this song for him)
Don't
Girl, said he keeps on playing games
And his loving ain't the same
I don't know what to say-ay but
What a shame
If you were mine you would not get the same
If you were mine you would top everything
Suicide in the drop switching lanes
And that thang so fire baby no propane
Got good pussy girl can I be framed (oh baby)
To keep it 100 girl I ain't no saint
But he the only reason that I'm feeling this way
Giving you the world baby when you get space
Pen game get me laid, baby let's penetrate oh baby
Don't (play this song for him)
H-Town got a nigga so throwed
Po' up we can party some mo'
Yeah, got this drink in my cup
Got a young nigga feeling so throwed
Spit fire and the world so cold
Young money got a nigga feeling old
Spit fire and the world so cold
H-Town got me feeling so throwed
H-Town got me feeling so throwed
Ride paint and we sip 'til we fold
H-Town got me feeling so throwed
Spit fire and the world so cold
H-Town got me feeling so throwed
Don't
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Peermusic Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Tavoris Javon Hollins, Johnta M. Austin, Mariah Carey, Bryan Michael Paul Cox, Jermaine Dupri, Isom Brandon Stewart, Bryson Dujuan Tiller
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Sevko
Don't
Don't play with her don't be dishonest
Still not understanding this logic
Aye, I'm back and I'm better
I want you bad as ever
Don't let me just let up
I want to give you better
Baby it's whatever
Somebody gotta step up
Girl I'm that somebody
So I'm Next up
Be damned if I let him catch up
It's easy to see that you're fed up
I am on a whole 'nother level
Girl he only f*cked you over cause you let him
F*ck em girl I guess he didn't know any better
Girl that man didn't show any effort
Do all I can just to show you you're special
Certain it's your love that holds me together
Lately you say he been killin the vibe
Gotta be sick of this guy
Pull up, Skurt
Get in the ride
Left hand is steering the other is gripping your thigh
Light up a spliff and get high
Shawty you deserve what you been missing
Looking at you I'm thinking he must be tripping
Play this song for him tell him just listen
Don't
(Play this song for him...)
Don't
Girl, said he keeps on playing games and his loving ain't the same
I don't know what to say-ay but
What a shame
If you were mine you would not get the same
If you were mine you would top everything
Suicide in the drop switching lanes
And that thang so fire baby no propane
Got good pussy girl can I be framed
To keep it 100 girl I ain't no saint
But he the only reason that I'm feeling this way
Giving you the world baby when you get space
Pen game get me laid, baby that's penetrate
Oh baby
Don't
(Ey)
H-Town got a nigga so throwed
Po' up we can party some mo'
Yeah got this drink in my cup
Got a young nigga feeling so throwed
Spit fire and the world so cold
Young money got a nigga feeling old
Spit fire and the world so cold
H-Town got me feeling so throwed
H-Town got me feeling so throwed
Raw paint in the sip can it fold
H-Town got me feeling so throwed
Spit fire and the world so cold
H-Town got a nigga so throwed
Dont
Mayara Ribeiro Magalhães
Don't, don't play with her, don't be dishonest
Still not understandin' this logic
I'm back and I'm better
I want you bad as ever
Don't let me just let up
I wanna give you better
Baby, it's whatever
Somebody gotta step up
Girl, I'm that somebody, so I'm next up
Be damned if I let him catch up
It's easy to see that you're fed up
I am on a whole 'nother level
Girl, he only fucked you over 'cause you let him
Fuck him, girl, I guess he didn't know any better
Girl, that man didn't show any effort
Do all I can just to show you you're special
Certain, it's your love that holds me together
Lately you say he been killin' the vibe
Gotta be sick of this guy
Pull up, skurt, get in the ride
Left hand is steerin', the other is grippin' your thigh
Light up a spliff and get high
Shawty, you deserve what you've been missin'
Lookin' at you I'm thinkin' he must be trippin'
Play this song for him, tell him: Just listen
Don't
(Play this song for him)
Don't
Girl, you said he keeps on playin' games
And his lovin' ain't the same
I don't know what to say, but
What a shame
If you were mine, you would not get the same
If you were mine, you would top everything
Suicide in the drop, switchin' lanes
And that thing so fire, baby, no propane
Got good pussy, girl, can I be frank?
To keep it one-hundred, girl, I ain't no saint
But he the only reason that I'm feelin' this way
Givin' you the world, baby, when you get space
Pen game get me laid, baby, that's penetrate, oh, baby
Don't
(Play this song for him)
H-Town got a nigga so throwed
Pour up, we can party some more
Yeah, got this drink in my cup
Got a young nigga feelin' so throwed
Spit fire in a world so cold
Young money got a nigga feelin' old
Spit fire in a world so cold
H-Town got me feelin' so throwed
H-Town got me feelin' so throwed
Ride paint and we sip 'till we fold
H-Town got me feelin' so throwed
Spit fire in a world so cold
H-Town got a nigga so throwed
(Play this song for)
Don't
Mark Francis Sibulbog
Don't, don't play with her don't be dishonest
Aye, still not understanding this logic
Aye, I'm back and I'm better
I want you bad as ever
Don't let me just let up
I want to give you better
Baby it's whatever
Somebody gotta step up
Girl I'm that somebody, so I'm next up
Be damned if I let him catch up
It's easy to see that you're fed up
I am on a whole 'nother level
Girl he only fucked you over 'cause you let him
Fuck 'em girl I guess you didn't know any better
Girl that man didn't show any effort
Do all I can just to show you you're special
Certain it's your love that holds me together
Lately you say he been killin' the vibe
Gotta be sick of this guy
Pull up, Skrrt
Get in the ride
Left hand is steering the other is gripping your thigh
Light up a spliff and get high
Shawty you deserve what you been missing
Looking at you I'm thinking he must be tripping
Play this song for him tell him just listen
Don't (play this song for him)
Don't
Girl, said he keeps on playing games
And his loving ain't the same
I don't know what to say-ay but
What a shame
If you were mine you would not get the same
If you were mine you would top everything
Suicide in the drop switching lanes
And that thang so fire baby no propane
Got good pussy girl can I be framed (oh baby)
To keep it 100 girl I ain't no saint
But he the only reason that I'm feeling this way
Giving you the world baby when you get space
Pen game get me laid, baby let's penetrate oh baby
Don't (play this song for him)
H-Town got a nigga so throwed
Po' up we can party some mo'
Yeah, got this drink in my cup
Got a young nigga feeling so throwed
Spit fire and the world so cold
Young money got a nigga feeling old
Spit fire and the world so cold
H-Town got me feeling so throwed
H-Town got me feeling so throwed
Ride paint and we sip 'til we fold
H-Town got me feeling so throwed
Spit fire and the world so cold
H-Town got me feeling so throwed
Brian Cunningham
Don’t forget he worked at papa johns while writing this song. Your present doesn’t have to be your future.
Charles Boateng
Lmao
Jarrel Lewis
On god
Christina Feldman
That's inspiring I had no idea.. would've never thought
TfxChronoTfx
We all got settlement checks for unfair labor
TfxChronoTfx
I worked at Papa John's the same time he was writing the song
Antdaboxer vlogs
He gotta create these type of vibes again with his music
IC0NICXZ
@Alicent Hightower no he’s not .. he’s still young. don’t play with him
TYRU$
Do u know how hard that is
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