The Realist Lyrics

When yuh

Talkin bout

When yuh

When yuh talkin bout how yuh feel

And Mi feel it suh

Oh gimmie, gimmie the realist

When yuh talkin bout how yuh feel

When yuh talkin bout how yuh feel

And Mi feel it suh

Oh gimmie, gimmie the realist

When yuh talkin bout how yuh feel

When yuh talkin bout how yuh feel

And Mi feel it suh

Oh gimmie, gimmie the realist

When yuh talkin bout how yuh feel

When yuh talkin bout how yuh feel

And Mi feel it suh

Oh gimmie, gimmie the realist

When yuh talkin bout how yuh feel

When you catch that flight

Where yuh gonna be

When I catch that flight

See you right there

But my mind not right

Breathing your air

Clarity stares

Gleaming at me like the moon's white light

Standing on tips

Cause yuh waist wild high

Moving you smooth

Can you wine all night

Can you wine it

Wine it

Dam you fine

Lemme stand behind it

You got my attention

No words

I heard you were

Gon be my addiction

Cold girl

Pulse not steady

Got me zoned out girl

Got me zoned out

Pullin, out my phone now girl

After this

Lemme take you home now girl

Tell ya, friends, see you when the morn full swirls

Passenger

Seated on my cone now girl

Oh

Talkin bout how yuh feel

And Mi feel it suh

Oh gimmie, gimmie the realist

When yuh talkin bout how yuh feel

Talkin bout how yuh feel

And Mi feel it suh

Oh gimmie, gimmie the realist

When yuh talkin bout how yuh feel

When yuh talkin bout how yuh feel

And Mi feel it suh

Oh gimmie, gimmie the realist

When yuh talkin bout how yuh feel

And Mi feel if suh

When yuh talkin bout how yuh

And Mi feel it suh

When yuh talkin bout how yuh