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Artist: Bryson Tiller
Canonical path: /bryson-tiller/high-stakes
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High Stakes
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Curated by Ethan Walker
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High Stakes
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Hey, yeah
Haha, I hate to put a time stamp on this, but
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 "God damn, 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 got a pocket full of cash, it's more than I made last year when I was packing
Oh, wait, it been 2 years, I lost track and
No way I'm going back, I been in mansions
I been in whips so quick that you lose traction
And made 6-figure transactions
Met a lot of pretty women AKA 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 e-mail, came with attachments
And like a fan of the show, nigga, I started snapping
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 but lose it all)
Drink got a nigga rambling (like I'm talking to myself)
But hear me out
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 with you, what don't you comprehend?
Give a 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 that they gotta see
I made it to the game using honesty
I know my momma proud of me
God tell her she gave birth to a young prodigy
Aye
Aye
Thank you
To the most high
(High up)
(High up)
Praying that them blessings don't stop
I'm praying that them blessings don't
Yeah
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