Bryson Tiller - 7:00 (Yours Truly, CC Remix)

drake redemption edit

R e a l  W o m a n

Bryson Tiller

Attention

PARTYNEXTDOOR 4 (P4)

F o r  C e r t a i n

Your enough

She Ain’t Me

[Hook]
Oooh, she burnin’ real slow,
Text came in like “boy, don’t show.”
She got that heat tucked under the glow,
Pa-Pa, yeah yeah, sayin’ “let’s go.”
She want that fire low, not fast—
Ride it ‘til the mirrors fog glass.

[Verse 1]
Mmm, she walkin’ like a rhythm,
Steps got bounce, no prism.
Drip down lips, she winnin’,
That look in her eye like venom.

Told her “lay back, let it roll,”
She smirked, “Boy, I’m takin’ control.”
Mood on hush, no roleplay lines,
Just flesh and sound design.

[Pre-Chorus]
(Deep steam...)
She move like she sketchin’ dreams.
Every sigh, a painted scene.
Told me “stay,” she bend that spine,
She the verse, I write that line.

[Hook – Repeat]
Oooh, she burnin’ real slow,
Text came in like “boy, don’t show.”
She got that heat tucked under the glow,
Pa-Pa, yeah yeah, sayin’ “let’s go.”
She want that fire low, not fast—
Ride it ‘til the mirrors fog glass.

[Verse 2]
Skin lit up like late dusk flame,
She moaned my name without shame.
Sweat drawin’ maps we trace,
She said “Boy, don’t lose this pace.”

I said “no words—just act,”
She gripped my chain, laid back.
No track, just us in time,
Her breath became my rhyme.

[Bridge]
Glow dim... bass bend...
Body speakin’ end to end.
No light, no pretense—
She the sin, I won’t defend.

[Final Hook]
Oooh, she burnin’ real slow,
Text came in like “boy, don’t show.”
She got that heat tucked under the glow,
Pa-Pa, yeah yeah, sayin’ “let’s go.”
She want that fire low, not fast—
Ride it ‘til the mirrors fog glass.

[Outro]
(Pa-Pa... don’t lose the heat...)
(She movin’... sweet repeat...)
(Ride slow... no retreat...)

Give me something

Osha Morr

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