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Tuned Out
Hip-Hop/Rap
Tuned Out was released on October 13, 2023 by Bagbros Entertainment LLC as a part of the album Frequency Music - EP
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Release DateOctober 13, 2023
LabelBagbros Entertainment LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM100

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dale Anthony painter
Dale Anthony painter
Songwriter

Lyrics

Yeah, it's Big Taz
I was taught to get cash, get a big bag
This for every time I ain't shine a hell back
Economy and hard times make you sell crack
When it comes to rap, matter of fact, I ain't fail back
Just took a minute, you can find me where a scale at
I ain't even came out for real, that's the truth
When I do, swear my skills, it belong in the booth
Big boss, I don't give a fuck what a bitch think
Never go to sleep on the money, I don't even blink
Corporate world or the streets, ****, I don't miss a beat
Get a lot of gold, put it on, feel like Mr. T
Na uh bitch, call a **** boo
Like a haunted house bitch, I be grinding
Yo **** laying on the couch
Rap him all in bands till I got him in a hunnid count
All you gotta do is place a order, I'ma be in route
The earth is my turf, I'ma treat it like a playground
****, I'll trap, bring it back on the greyhound
Real shit, punch yo ass up, check da background
I don't wrestle, but a **** play lay da, smack down
Movie time, **** playing roles like Brad Pitt
If you telling lies bout the truth, you a catfish
****, fuck a safe, Jordan shoebox, trap shit
Breaking down weed in my wood, smell like cat piss
I know you like that
Touch a lot of money, make you blow through a sack
With no discipline, plus you young and you black
You will fuck it up the first chance you get, that's a fact
And that's why I listen to my old heads
They ain't never told me nothing wrong, they had old bread
Got the game from the real **** and the dope heads
Talk cash shit to you, ****, like a spokesman
****, get the facts straight
If a **** want a verse, gotta pay a flat rate
Beat uh **** ass good hands, call it all state
Kings on my team, when you see us, know we all great
Ho jumping ship, trying to dip, she a renegade
Work a job and I got a job, always getting paid
Hit the stage, bag bros, me and Biggs kid &, play
Kicking shit, blood, sport, time, po,
Barely make a chorus, cause I got a lot of shit to say
Life all about choice, it's a lot of give and take
Most women will tell a lie just to get they way
Look, bitch, call me copycat, cause I'ma do the same
Walk like a ball player, move like a made man
Had to learn it all was a game, so I play to win
Now a **** in the gym, going hard, getting it in
Hear my name, but you barely see me like the boogeyman
It's no limit in this life, so I'm bout it, bout it
Bruce Lee told us, flow like a water fountain
If I keep faith in self, I can move a mountain
And ever since I learned that, I've been really clowning
From the bottom to the top, climbing and climbing
Ain't no Nick Cannon, cause I was really wilding
Fuck hoes and I like gold like a pirate
On the move when I make a plan, it be mapped out
Had a job at the same time, had a trap out
Act tough, put it on a ****, he get packed out
Trap ****, once I get a pound, it get sacked out
Written by: Dale Anthony painter
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