Finesse Songtext
von Bryson Tiller

Yeah, wow
They′re not ready for my new shit, yeah, yeah

I want my baby to have your eyes
I'm going against my own advice
Should I do New York? I can′t decide
Fashion week is more your thing than mine
I can't even lie, I'd rather stay inside
I can′t do suit and tie
Can′t be in one room with you and stand on different sides
One thing at a time
I have to learn to hide
One thing at a time
Emotions running high
I wish you felt alright

Just hitting my line
All the time, all the time, all
You stay on my mind
All the time, all the time


It takes some finesse
I seen you, finesse
He can't know finesse
You stay on my mind

You and your sister
Too hot to handle
Things would get canceled
I would make time for you
Commitment
Going the distance
I′m new to all of this

It takes some finesse
I seen you, finesse
He can't know finesse
You stay on my mind


You stay on my mind (Stay)
Stay on my mind
Baby, you stay on
Baby, you stay on
Baby, you stay on
You stay
You stay on
Baby, you stay
On my mind, stay on my mind
On my mind, stay on my mind, you
On my mind, stay on my mind