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Figured Out
Hip-Hop/Rap
Figured Out was released on September 8, 2020 by Black Birds Recordings as a part of the album Figured Out - Single
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Release DateSeptember 8, 2020
LabelBlack Birds Recordings
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM91

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Justin "Scott" Watkins
Justin "Scott" Watkins
Songwriter

Lyrics

Had some problems
Had to get them figured out
Was on my own I had to get it figured out
I'm blowing smoke, I'm hella stoned
I think I got the image now
**** tryna read my mind
Can't let em see me with a smile
Asked him why he starting fires
Don't know how to put it out
Don't know how mama paid the rent
Somehow she always pushed it out
Always put in my 2 cents, but best believe it's hundreds now
And nah this shit ain't for pretend
We gotta eat, we hungry now
I told shawty I got plans now
Used to not have shit to throw
But I got hands now
Say she ain't have nothing to blow
She in my pants now
Had to put it in her mind
She understand now, yeah
And I cut my ties with hella ****
Nah we ain't friends now
I was by yo side when we ain't have shit in the PayPal
These **** sound the same
It's hella clones inside the great isle
Gotta keep it on me
Otherwise I don't feel safe now
Nah bitch you ain't riding with me
You ain't my shawty
She just wanna smoke the runtz, mm hm
Told her come with me shawty I got a bunch, Mm hm
After the loving I'm taking shawty to lunch, Mm hm
She told me baby boy you better keep in touch, Mm hm
I be rolling paper, Bitch don't come here with no Dutch, Mm mm
I don't wanna hear no nagging, I don't care bout such and such, Mm mm
Baby any time I'm sad I take some drugs to keep me up, Mm hm
Had some problems
Had to get them figured out
Was on my own I had to get it figured out
I'm blowing smoke, I'm hella stoned
I think I got the image now
**** tryna read my mind
Can't let 'em see me with a smile
Asked him why he starting fires
Don't know how to put it out
Don't know how mama paid the rent
Somehow she always pushed it out
Always put in my 2 cents, but best believe it's hundreds now
And nah this shit ain't for pretend
We gotta eat, we hungry now
Darling, I ain't never need nobody but by all means
I know you're drunk, no other reason that you're calling
Gotta keep it tucked, it ain't no slipping' that's by all means
Hoes be tryna fuck but I've got business with my shawty
She told me baby boy you better keep in touch, Mm hm
I be rolling paper, Bitch don't come here with no Dutch, Mm mm
I don't wanna hear no nagging, I don't care bout such and such, Mm mm
Baby any time I'm sad I take some drugs to keep me up, Mm hm
Had some problems
Had to get them figured out
Was on my own I had to get it figured out
I'm blowing smoke, I'm hella stoned
I think I got the image now
**** tryna read my mind
Can't let 'em see me with a smile
Asked him why he starting fires
Don't know how to put it out
Don't know how mama paid the rent
Somehow she always pushed it out
Always put in my 2 cents, but best believe it's hundreds now
And nah this shit ain't for pretend
We gotta eat, we hungry now
Written by: Justin "Scott" Watkins
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