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Travis Barker
Hip-Hop/Rap
Travis Barker was released on April 16, 2024 by Distant Relativez as a part of the album Travis Barker - Single
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Release DateApril 16, 2024
LabelDistant Relativez
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joseph Higgins
Joseph Higgins
Songwriter
Kahleil D'Angelo Moore
Kahleil D'Angelo Moore
Songwriter
Desmond Alexander Moore
Desmond Alexander Moore
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
CoolAz Beats
CoolAz Beats
Producer

Lyrics

7 o'clock in the morning
Zulu hut on the bench
Lost so many of my folks
I smoke to hope to forget
I said I'm up in the clouds
Everyday is a trip
Tell the truth I'm in this booth
I write it's making me sick
I whip that butter for rent
James with the fork and the bowl
Don't make any sense
All of these blunts that I've rolled
I'm coming out of the trenches
I walk outside with them poles
On the grind for them riches
Cause that's all that I know
I'll walk you down on the road
I'm really down with the smoke
Said I really want a farm
Full of plants that I've grown
Legalize I'm a vote
I just rolled 24
Feel like I can't breathe
They screaming RIP to the goat
Ain't no one stopping me
They shooting 23 at your throat
It ain't no need for a scope
I keep that thang on me
I heard that it was murder she wrote
I'll get the same degree
It ain't no changing me
Except the Rolls Royce truck that's changing streets
I just got a drum for the gun
Like I'm Travis barker
Got a bad yellow bitch
Long legs look like Miss Parker
I be faded when I'm sliding
Gotta repark
All I got is middle fingers
To the remarks
I be rolling backwoods
Til I see stars
Blowing clouds to the sky
For the departed
Hope my angels looking for me
While I find a way
I know at times I fall off
Gotta restart
I'm thinking back about the days
We went to sleep starving
Ten toes to the streets
Gotta keep walking
I be mobbing on my lonely
People fake and they phony
I'm on a mission for the cheddar
You can keep the bologna
If you ain't riding for the team
Don't even act like you know me
It's solid **** on my side
Your click is full of jabronis
I get the cheese
Macaroni
Im smoking weed to console me
I get this shit from overseas
It's putting me in a coma
It's giving me an aroma
And your bitch got that brain
She giving me a diploma
You ain't as G as you told us
When the pressure get applied
Triggers squeeze and you fold up
I'm on that lean
Need to slow up
Written by: Desmond Alexander Moore, Joseph Higgins, Kahleil D'Angelo Moore
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