Bryson Tiller - 7:00 lyrics

Okay, word then (Word then)
He ain't workin'
I pull up urgently and in person (Huh)
Kiss through the phone first
How the tone work? I was hurt then
Only pickin' up the phone for the homework
They was mad when they said
That it won't work
Mad 'cause the drop-top crashed
It's a loaner
Breakfast in the morning, Larenz, Love Jones
I told her
"Seven o'clock when you last came over"
2 am now, and I know you ain't sober
Sleepin' alone and your man can't hold ya
But baby, I can, tell your man, "Game over"
Shows ain't over, the plans ain't over
Wanna sit back, watch a young man take over
I'm gon' ask, "Is you comin' over?"
Movin' too fast, we could take things slower

Oh, na na but if you knew better, girl
From the way it looks
You got it under control
Let me know (Let me know, yeah) be honest

I don't know if they fuck with you like I do
(I don't know if they fuck with you like)
Like I do, I tell 'em all and I tell 'em all
Nah, you don't need no substitute, I got you
(Don't need no substitute, nah) i got you
Tell them all and I tell 'em all now
Who is that you been soul searching?
Who is that? He seems so nervous
As he should, I been so determined
And I'm, shows over
Close the curtains and I'm
No, no, he ain't goin' this real
Pardon me, I had to interfere
(yeah, it's seven o'clock on the
Dot in the drop-top)
(And the cockblocks, not on my watch, I, I)
(Wanna do some')

West coast drive way
(Freaky) , hit the high way
Shawty pick the time, place
You know I'm on my way
Girl, I'm here for you, ain't no question
I'm advisin'
It's time that I teach you my lesson
You know the name B-R
Why not give me a S-O-N?
He don't get it, well shit, baby
That's on him
The crown lacks luster when it's set on him
Don't mind if I come take that from him
And you call me as soon as you left from him
Now I know why you give no respect to him
This is all for the rep, baby
I won't let nobody, let nobody, no

No, no, no, no
I know you think it's all the same song
But it's not the same song
That he wrote to you (yeah) yeah, yeah
(Alright, alright, I seen the plot
Be honest)

I don't know if they fuck with you like I do
(I don't know if they fuck with you like)
Like I do, I tell 'em all and I tell 'em all
Nah, you don't need no substitute, I got you
(Don't need no substitute, nah) i got you
Tell them all and I tell 'em all now
Who is that you been soul searching?
Who is that? He seems so nervous
As he should, I been so determined
And I'm, shows over, close the curtains
And I'm no, no, he ain't goin' this real
Pardon me, I had to interfere
(yeah, it's seven o'clock on the
Dot in the drop-top)
(And the cockblocks, not on my watch, I, I)
(I, I)