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Touchscreen
Hip-Hop/Rap
Touchscreen was released on September 2, 2022 by SHADESRECORDS as a part of the album Touchscreen - Single
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Release DateSeptember 2, 2022
LabelSHADESRECORDS
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM69

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
MoneyatMidnight
MoneyatMidnight
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robert Watkins
Robert Watkins
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Moneymane4real
Moneymane4real
Producer

Lyrics

Aww, here we go on this one
Spazzin' out and I'm bitchin'
But these **** ain't fuckin' listenin'
(No they not, they don't hear me tho', they don't hear me tho-)
I just coped a new whip
And that bitch came with a touchscreen (touchscreen)
And I got the money, and it look like I'm fucking stunting
But bitch, I'm really doing my own dance, my own thing
And I- had to- swerve, in my fuckin' own lane
Bitch tryna ride my lane, ride my wave (whaaa?)
**** had to hop, and get the fuck out, drown today
(Get the fuck on!)
****..., hater, imitator
Tryna fuckin' play me, (play me)
And you tryna be me at the same time
Hell naw, **** you can't do that, gotta get back (hell naw!)
Naw, gotta be yourself
Naw, tryna be somebody else
You never gone make it-, every single fuckin' time
You look at yourself in the mirror
You won't see your vision clearer, lil boy!
And you know..., Money gotta g-get-get to it
And you know I stutter, but I- b-b-bih-bitch knew it!
I blew it! I blew it like it's fuckin' Gucci on the track
And you know..., first, you gotta get ya' money back!
I just coped a new whip, and that bitch came with a touchscreen
I pull up in the Hyundai, and I'm shining, and I'm stunting
**** wanna hate, but I'm the king of my universe
**** really mad they don't know they self
That's why fuckin' hurt!
I just coped a new whip, and that bitch came with a touchscreen
I just (bought) a new whip, and
You don't know what the fuck that means
I just coped the Hyundai and it look like I'm stunting
**** really mad, they don't know they self
They don't know what that means!
They don't know what feeling far about
They don't know what that God about
Ain't talk to Him in a minute
Ain't communicating, gotta get with it
Gotta get on that touchscreen
Scrolling through the Instagram
Always fuckin' de-pressed, had to get off of that shit
Even though I want a check blue
And you know, I got them fuckin' blue hundreds
Instead, I'll take that
Social media, man
That touchscreen, gone have your ass dead
Or worse, in jail
Wait a minute
Ooh wait; that's backwards like hell!
Oh wait, I think that was without a purpose
Wait
I gotta find out what mine is, I ain't worthless, ****!
I gotta get up, and get on the road
Just like my new Hyundai
Press a button, get up, and watch it go!
****, I gotta hit the road!
Gotta get the money
And you know I gotta stay independent
So I'mma stay countin' these fuckin' hundreds
Even my grandchildren, gone be like
"Damn Grandaddy, how you did that?!"
That's cause
I hit that touchscreen, not a fuckin' Mac!
I just coped a new whip, and that bitch came with a touchscreen
I pull up in the Hyundai, and I'm shining, and I'm stunting
**** wanna hate, but I'm the King of my universe
**** really mad they don't know they self
That's why they fuckin' hurt
I just coped a new whip, and that bitch came with a touchscreen
I just (bought) a new whip, and
You don't know what the fuck that means
I just coped the Hyundai and it look like I'm stunting
**** really mad, they don't know they self
They don't know what that means!
Written by: Robert Watkins
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