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Caught Up
Hip-Hop/Rap
Caught Up was released on April 28, 2019 by ReignCloud as a part of the album II
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AlbumII
Release DateApril 28, 2019
LabelReignCloud
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM74

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rey Morado
Rey Morado
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Erik Ryan Tuft
Erik Ryan Tuft
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Intalek Uno the Consigliere
Intalek Uno the Consigliere
Producer

Lyrics

Can't stop
Rattle my cerebellum wit bank drop
Fuckin' wit da prattle, they cattle, I slaughter can't chop
Addiction done me got caught up, what my mama fear
Plug dry we done bought up, ain't no Obama here no hope ****
Less words, impeded by dro, blo ‘way from the door
No waitin for foes, im pacin' sum mo', I'm chasin', and my abode traceless
Got a bold face, steal all the hoes inside dis whole place here
It got me trippin, I'm tippin vasevI, need polymerase, slipping from da base
I been **** whol up, think they building case
Ain't no Bob da builder, got hella blueprints to syndicate
Prince of Persia sauce, my darker side tryna vindicate
Lines upon lines couldn't properly map inner space
Stare in face of wat **** get intimidated by
Emolate am I, ever late, I'm outer space at times
Embody lake, I flow like
Water at drop of dime
Drip drip drip
It's torturous born in the brick and mortar
Under Earth every day be da last resorta
Drink the mantle and spit it up den record it
Grab dat bitch wit my hands and then form a portal, **** any means
**** a follow like anything, **** grow sour in any scene
Ain't got many hours ain't got many things
Got a lotta power, got like twenty wings, fire color flour
Flowers for the king, it aint much to die
Let da heavens ring, all I had wanted was everything
All I had all I had
I gave it all I had how bout a lil more, it's critical never gone end
Equivocal infinite bend, speakin in riddles
My mental got brittle and thinned
Ain't rocking da grin, my pockets are grim
I give da cold shoulder to da kin, fuck da pushback
Boulder to the wind, til I touchdown, til I get a win
Oil and water never mixed up den
Why these **** always looking for friend
I'm just looking forward, exit to the pen
Skin singed, strong scent billow from my pants pocket
We gone get it ****, sans profit, fuck dat like I made a dance off it
I'mma eat ****
These **** lazy
My easel up and I breathe basil
I beat it up den broadcast cable
I might be a tad crayy
Only way to walk dih pathway
Ain't no use in get in damn way
Cant Stop
Rattle my cerebellum wit bank drop
Fuckin' wit da prattle, they cattle, I slaughter can't chop
Addiction gone me get caught up, what my mama fear
Plug dry we done bought up, ain't no Obama here no hope ****
Less words, impeded by dro, blo ‘way from the door
No waitin for foes, im pacin' sum mo', I'm chasin', and my abode traceless
Got a bold face, steal all the hoes inside dis whole place here
It got me trippin, I'm tippin vase I...
Written by: Erik Ryan Tuft
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