Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Really Feel, artist - Deanté Hitchcock. Album song Good, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 27.07.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Do Better
Song language: English
Really Feel |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 |