Текст песни Blame - Bryson Tiller
Yeah,
ayy,
yeah,
ayy
Ayy,
ayy,
yeah,
ayy
Ayy,
ayy,
yeah,
ayy
Yeah
Say
I
didn′t
love
you,
you
know
a
nigga
loved
you
Did
you
forget
to
mention?
All
the
things
I
did
for
you,
times
I
made
a
trip
'Cause
I
know
you
hate
the
distance
Baby,
it′s
alright
(It's
alright)
Go
ahead
and
take
your
time
But
you
gotta
make
your
mind
Make
your
mind
up,
ooh
Girl,
it's
on
you
to
tell
me
what
you
wanna
do
Ayy
Tell
me
no,
tell
me
somethin′,
tell
me,
is
it
someone
See
you
playin′
with
pronto,
must
know
somethin'
I
don′t,
uh
Can't
keep
explainin′
myself,
feels
like
I'm
drainin′
myself
I
guess
there's
no
one
to
blame
but
myself
Got
a
big
Henny
cup,
I'll
drink
it
with
help
I′m
taintin′
myself,
I'm
ashamed
of
myself
I′ve
been
praying
for
myself
like
you
used
to
Embracin'
myself,
like
you
do
too
I
know
things
is
different,
your
name
is
different
And
as
strange
as
it
is,
I′m
okay
with
this
And
I
can't
say
it
different,
never
even
met
him
Can′t
hate
the
nigga,
although
I
hate
the
feelin'
I
gotta
Although
I
hate
the
feelin',
I
gotta
face
the
feelin′
I
gotta
feel
that
shit
Bury
the
feelin′,
kill
that
shit
The
only
way
to
heal
that
shit,
you
know
They
won't
hear
a
nigga
talk
that
shit
As
trill
as
this,
as
real
as
this
I′m
feelin'
like
I
still
got
this
I
give
you
more
or
somethin′,
until
that's
it
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