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Versuri Bryson Tiller – Finished lyrics

[Intro]
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

[Chorus]
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 housе and these cars ain’t rentеd
My work paid all off, my bars authentic

[Verse 1]
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 it
Love the white folks, said fuck with a nigga
Come have fun at the Yum 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)

[Chorus]
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

[Verse 2]
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

[Outro]
(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?