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High Stakes
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R&B/Soul
High Stakes was released on May 26, 2017 by TrapSoul/RCA Records as a part of the album True to Self
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Release DateMay 26, 2017
LabelTrapSoul/RCA Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bryson Tiller
Bryson Tiller
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryson Tiller
Bryson Tiller
Songwriter
Philip Anthony Coleman, Jr.
Philip Anthony Coleman, Jr.
Songwriter
Leroy Bell
Leroy Bell
Songwriter
Casey James
Casey James
Songwriter
Thomas Bell
Thomas Bell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael "Black Mic" Williams
Michael "Black Mic" Williams
Engineer
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
McCoy Socalgargoyle
McCoy Socalgargoyle
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Nes
Nes
Producer

Lyrics

Hey, yeah
I hate to put a timestamp on this, but
It's my birthday
And I'm feeling great
Feel great
Shit, I feel great
Yeah, fuck it, I'm feeling great
Twenty-four today, by the way
Okay
Came a long way, yeah
Yeah, I came a long way
I looked up and said, "Goddamn, I came a long way"
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 two 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 six figure transactions
Met a lot of pretty women, A.K.A. distractions
And some fuck **** with subliminal captions
I won't (I won't)
Show these lames no compassion
Wanna play the game, gotta have expansion
Nes sent me a email, came with attachments
And like a fan of the show, ****, I started snappin'
What's happening? What's happening?
What's happening? Oh, what's happening?
What's happening?
Whoa, whoa
High stakes got me feeling like I'm gambling
I can ball, but lose it all
Drink got a **** 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 checks 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, yo)
With the high stakes, I'm in
I'm in even with **** after me
I still stroll through the city casually
R.I.P. Static 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 mama 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
Written by: Bryson Tiller, Casey James, Leroy Bell, Philip Anthony Coleman, Jr., Thomas Bell
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