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Bryson Tiller

Genres: Hip-Hop

High Stakes Lyrics - Bryson Tiller

Hey, yeah 

Haha, I had to put a time stamp on this, yeah 

It's my birthday 

And I'm feeling great 

I feel great 

Yeah, fuck it, I'm feeling great 

24 today, by the way 

Okay 

 

Came a long way (yeah, I came a long way) 

Ayy, I looked up and said Goddamn I came a long way 

In the VIP, this shit feel like a showcase 

Take me to a place I'd rather be, there's no place 

I gotta pocket full of cash, it's more than I made last year when I was packing 

Oh wait, it's been two years, I lost track and 

No way I'm going back, I been in mansions 

Been in whips so quick that you lose traction 

And made 6 figure transactions 

Met a lot of pretty women, A.K.A distractions 

And some fuck niggas with subliminal captions 

I won't, I won't show these lames no compassion 

Wanna play the game, gotta have expansion 

Ex sent me an email, came with attachments 

And like a fan of the show, nigga I started snapping 

 

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What's happening? What's happening? 

What's happening? What's happening, oh, what's happening? 

Woah, woah, high stakes got me feeling like I'm gambling (I can ball out but lose it all) 

Drink got a nigga rambling (like I'm talking to myself) 

But hit me up 

 

I wake up and see a roof over my head 

Used to be the roof of a '04 Audi 

That shit used to be my bed 

Lot of disrespect from those who used to be my friends 

Lot of chicks to replace, hoes used to be friends 

I don't fuck who I offend, real and fake cannot blend 

And I pray to God I never lose a cake, Amen (Amen) 

With the high stakes, I'm in 

I'm in, even when niggas after me 

I still stroll through the city casually 

RIP Staten G, Ali gone, that's another tragedy 

Oh my God, who gon' show the kids strategy? 

I done seen so many things they gotta see 

I made it to the game using honesty 

I know my mama proud of me 

God tell her she gave birth to a young prodigy 

 

Ayy, ayy, thank you 

To the most up 

High up, high up 

Praying that them blessing don't stop 

I'm praying that them blessings don't 

Yeah 

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