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Tyrell Barr
Tyrell Barr
Songwriter
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Zoedaengineer
Zoedaengineer
Engineer
Thomas Jay
Thomas Jay
Additional Engineer

Lyrics

High off of contact, why wait why wait High off of contact, why would I wait High off of contact, why would I wait High off of contact, high off of Sipping this act Finished one move, need another attack Don't ever slack Got to relax Real ns lackin' I'm bringing us back I'm taking risks and I'm finally stamped I'm taking risks and I'm finally stamped I'm taking risks and I'm finally stamped I'm taking risks and I'm finally stamped All of the ns I used to look up to, look at em now, ns is clowns Town got a voice, but it don't got no sound Leave it to me, I start breaking it down You start to sink in this town then you drown Find you a passion and get out ya drought Why would I wait think my timing is now I got some 5's are you ready to shop Free that boy Leel, hope his charges get dropped They got my man wall to wall in a box I'm a get lawyers when I get a knot Don't need my phone I'm a rip off the top Do everything that I can for my pops Do everything that I can for my moms If you a op to my bro, you a op Ns is pigs and they oink and they squeal I say I love you I mean it for real Most of dese bums hit me up for my wheel Ns ain't part of my gang and that's real Ns be trippin' they fucked up on pills Nobody listen 'till someone get killed These ns never ain't been in the field Only real niggas gone know how it feel They only call when they want some from you Thought you was thurl but you not, I don't trust you You used to front on me, now he don't want you Thought we was gang, I don't want to one up you I like my mind to relax when I'm faded Fuck the bad vibes, I'm a skrrt see you later Ns be looking like damn yo he made it But the kid touching paper Done doing favors High off of contact, why wait why wait High off of contact, why would I wait High off of contact, why would I wait High off of contact, high off of Sipping this act Finished one move, need another attack Don't ever slack Got to relax Real ns lackin' I'm bringing us back I'm taking risks and I'm finally stamped I'm taking risks and I'm finally stamped I'm taking risks and I'm finally stamped I'm taking risks and I'm finally stamped All in his music he 21 savage Rappers ain't writing they lines I can't fathom Making an image they never could capture I put my thoughts in my raps yeah it matter That bitch ass is fat, but my pockets fatter Small but got heart Kyle Lowry a Raptor I know grown men that get into capping People use money to cover they asses I got a flow ns out here can't match it Bitches get hit like it's none they average Ns turn backs when you broke and don't have it I got a strap on my hip I don't rumble How you a lion, ain't been in the jungle People act crazy they think they above you You know how it feel think ya don't love you Up in them projects would get into rumbles You can go far with this shit Rell I trust you I was a cookie one day and I crumbled Do it for Jayden I stay out of trouble Don't make me regret it, think I'm a cuff you I'm a do all types of things to that bubble Shawty you trippin' you think that I love you Just think you bad and you cool they can't touch you Look at them ns, them ns ain't rocking If I'm ya man, why the fuck you not rocking This ain't for fun, this is my only option When I'm recording I'm snapping I'm wilding Expose the fake and they thinking you childish I'm a real na came up from the bottom Rap is a business don't matter who popping I'm at the point if I like it, I cop it na High off of contact, why wait why wait High off of contact, why would I wait High off of contact, why would I wait High off of contact, high off of Sipping this act Finished one move, need another attack Don't ever slack Got to relax Real ns lackin' I'm bringing us back I'm taking risks and I'm finally stamped I'm taking risks and I'm finally stamped I'm taking risks and I'm finally stamped I'm taking risks and I'm finally stamped Put that on god that my family come first If I got work then it's always gone work My homie start stealing shit off them perks He like my blood but he high off this earth I know these ns be living a lie I don't play games I don't dig into lies If you a fraud it's gone come out in time I got to write and make this shit my life I hate when people just talk 'bout the past If you ain't A1 don't bother don't ask Ns straight hustle thats money that's cash I don't let ns knock me off my path Where was the bitches when I was fucked up I was outside I was cold I was stuck I slept on somebody basement was tucked Don't try to help in the end you'll be fucked I need a ten off the wake and I'm up I sip this juice by myself like it's punch I got to grow and crawl out of this cut You not my man, you a bitch, what the fuck Uhh thought you was thurl but you not you a nut Thought you was thurl, but you not, you a nut na
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