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[Chorus] x4 Baby, tell me how you feel Tell me how you feel, tell me how you feel Baby, tell me how you really really feel Baby, tell me what it ain't Tell me what it is, tell me what you think I don't want it 'less it's really really real [Verse 1] Baby, tell me what you love Tell me what you hate, tell me what you like Girl, I promise not to tell nobody We can talk about the moon We can see the world, we can talk religion Tell me do you really think that there's a God? I know this ain't what you used to I mean, I know folks don't really talk Usually buried in they cell phone, prolly I been guilty of it, too, I been tryna change I been tryna feel something new and I think this can be the start Baby, tell me 'bout your dreams Tell me 'bout your hopes, tell me 'bout your fears Girl, I promise you the whole world got 'em 'Member when you used to tell me back in the old days up in the city how it's real as fuck to be just who you are All them nights up in the south Sitting on the porch, talking 'bout the future Singing "Everybody Needs Somebody" Got us tryna get back to the way that it all used to be Way back in the day, but it's hard [Chorus] x4 Baby, tell me how you feel Tell me how you feel, tell me how you feel Baby, tell me how you really really feel Baby, tell me what it ain't Tell me what it is, tell me what you think I don't want it 'less it's really really real [Verse 2] I saw the universe in a woman's eyes, way too drunk to care I couldn't tell her anyway, boy that's suicide Slave to the pussy but I mean what would you advise of my situation? I know I'm walking the thinnest line These days, I mean, who wanna talk about the stars and shit? "Nigga, if you don't get yo broke ass!" These days, I mean, it's really all about your cars and shit But I got the feeling that this won't be the same So baby, tell me what you need, I won't tell nobody (Digging) all up in that peach, I ain't finna hold back Feel like midnight on the beach when I'm holding your body Knowing every time we leave that we coming right back You feel like a release from the bullshit Ain't nobody pointing fingers from the pulpit, it's cool We can roll one and fade into the night for a minute We can talk or we can fuck It don't really make no difference if it's really real [Chorus] x6 Baby, tell me how you feel Tell me how you feel, tell me how you feel Baby, tell me how you really really feel Tell me what it ain't Tell me what it is, tell me what you think I don't want it 'less it's really really real [Verse 3] One shot to the dome, I ain't been up in so long I took two blunts to the face You here but you gone, right here is where you belong Know we stuck but you hoping I stay He did you wrong, leave all that baggage at home I can't afford the confusion Girl you a problem, don't you avoid the solution Swear that nigga must've been stupid Ok, I can feel it Must be the Coke with the Henny that got you all up in your feelings Don't lie to the boy I been on you for a minute, the moment just wasn't presented The timing is right I come alive with the moon, I come alive with the stars Let's get on the road (hold up) You can be big as Beyoncé, just get in the car Girl, don't make other plans Phones on silent for the night So you know it's going down when I see you And I know what you like already You ain't got to say a word You ain't got to make a sound when I see you You ain't gotta say a thing (no, no) You ain't gotta say a thing, baby girl, that's fine In too deep, we done crossed that line What you need with my heart? Baby girl, that's mine Don't do me like that Still stitched on my sleeve after all this time Know I still got it for you after all this time No doubt in my mind this is how it's supposed to be Hopefully, this can be something for real Nights in the south We need a moment to kick back in private Girl, you know the deal Man, you know the deal [Chorus] x8 Baby, tell me how you feel Tell me how you feel, tell me how you feel Baby, tell me how you really really feel Baby, tell me what it ain't Tell me what it is, tell me what you think I don't want it 'less it's really really real
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