Emotionally Intelligent

Emotionally Intelligent

Tee Grizzley

Альбом: Street Psalms
Длительность: 2:52
Год: 2025
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This one for you, bae
Just want you to know I miss you
I'm thinkin' about you, I love you so much
I'm sayin'
Uh, uh

Love cause a lot of hurt, if you loyal, we gon' work
I just pulled up in a coupe, it's just room for me and her
I can take you 'round the world, go to London, go to Turks
I know you like Sarah Jakes, I'ma take you to her church
What you doin' out so late? You need a curfew (need a curfew)
Miss your smell, I like how you mix your perfume (your perfume)
You're so damn fine, bae, I don't want you to leave the house
I can't wait to dick you down, you so wet I'm slippin' out
From the trenches, but a lot has changed for me, I'm different now
Even when emotions heavy, I'm gon' always hear you out
What you doin', bae? Get dressed, I'm finna come and get you now
Even if we don't do nothin', I just want my bitch around

Growin' up, we wasn't rich, I got this shit out the mud
That's why I'm workin' like I do, I need a million a month
And I ain't grow up seein' my mama and daddy in love
Forgive me if I fuck up, I ain't got much to go off of

Bae, I love you, I miss you, you know that (you know that)
I'm tired of tellin' you, I'm tryna show that (show that)
We locked in, we tied, and you know that (and you know that)
Ain't gotta question if it's real, it's for sure that (for sure it's that)

Let's go have us a drink (drink), let's talk about our dreams (dreams)
We turnt up off Aaliyah, you know she from the D (know she from the D)
Let's make a bet on who gon' tap out first, you or me
Don't be shy with me, baby, when you suck it, look at me
I love your best friends, love your sisters, your whole family
Somethin' 'bout you pullin' me closer, this shit like gravity
We gon' have misunderstandings, don't stay mad at me (don't stay mad at me)
Call my jeweller, "Can you hurry with her Patek, please?" (With her Patek, please)
Let's go take us a flight (a flight), somewhere without our phones (our phones)
Let me see you gettin' nasty, nobody gotta know (nobody gotta know)
I'm tryna lick you everywhere, your head to your toes (head to your toes)
That ass fat, I grab that, I take you out your clothes
Make space for you, I wait for you, I pray for your soul, uh
You the fucking one, baby, I feel it in my bones
Lot of shit that you be on, love it how you put it on
Know, love it when I'm with you, know, it kill you when I'm gone

Growin' up, we weren't rich, I got this shit out the mud
That's why I'm workin' like I do, I need a million a month
And I ain't grow up seein' my mama and daddy in love
Forgive me if I fuck up, I ain't got much to go off of

Bae, I love you, I miss you, you know that (you know that)
I'm tired of tellin' you, I'm tryna show that (lemme show that)
We locked in, we tied, and you know that (you know that)
Ain't gotta question if it's real, it's for sure that (for sure it's that)

I'm hittin' from the back, she tellin' me, "Put it on camera"
Shorty tellin' me, her drive high, I got stamina (I got stamina)
Fuckin' with me, you gon' get your groove back, Angela (Angela)
Penthouse in the D, we fuckin' while we look at Canada