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deante' hitchcock - really feel lyrics

[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 n-body
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 f-ck 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

[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 p-ssy 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 sh-t?
“n-gg-, if you don’t get yo broke -ss!”
these days, i mean, it’s really all about your cars and sh-t
but i got the feeling that this won’t be the same
so baby, tell me what you need, i won’t tell n-body
(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 bullsh-t
ain’t n-body 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 f-ck
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 n-gg- must’ve been stupid
ok, i can feel it
must be the c-ke 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 st-tched 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

- deante hitchcock lyrics

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