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SOLO
Hip-Hop/Rap
SOLO was released on July 27, 2024 by TAKEOVER Ent. as a part of the album TAKE!
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AlbumTAKE!
Release DateJuly 27, 2024
LabelTAKEOVER Ent.
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM61

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyler Clarke
Tyler Clarke
Songwriter

Lyrics

Let's hop on a flight, let's go
Been on the grind tryna reach these goals
Ain't no surprise that my heart turn cold
Swear I been hurtin, can't take no more
But ever since she came around, I can't go solo
No, I can't do it alone
Lil' shawty, just pick up your phone
I can admit I was wrong, just make your way home
It's been too long
Yeah, I really ran up some racks today
If you wondering what I been on
Yeah, I need my money up front, ain't no after pay
Lil' n***a don't play on this phone
Reflect on myself, Imma right all my wrongs
Lil' bro want a chopper, he got a two-tone
Rock Balenci tracks, walk up in to Saks
European sizes, I need 44
I been falling back, don't ask what I'm on
Call that **** slat, and that **** crossed me And there ain't no doubling back, so accept that you lost me
They calling me TAKE, I'm taking his hoe
It ain't no mistake, I deserve the gold
Yeah, my money's straight, I cannot complain
Is you gonna stay with me when it's cold
I keep getting paid, I don't mean to boast
Why these **** hate? Cause I got the sauce
She in love with TAKE, she know all my songs What's the situation, we can talk
Let's hop on a flight, let's go
Been on the grind tryna reach these goals
Ain't no surprise that my heart turn cold
Swear I been hurtin, can't take no more
But ever since she came around, I can't go solo
It's been so long
I knew Lil' Shawdy the one off interaction
Ain't no need to prolong
It's fuck what they say I'mma see about they actions
Been hip to it all along
They prayin' TAKEOVER he fallin ' off
They don't wanna see me make another song Yea watch the fakes when all the money gone
You ain't got the ticket, they switch
Dior on My body, my bitch, she in Rick
This shit ain't a hobby, I'm tryna get rich
Tryna take me out my spot, I ain't letting them fit
If I take me at loss, I ain't throwin' no fit
I was broke on my dick, had to get up and fix it
In this generation, man, I feel like a misfit
And without the za or wock my mind go ballistic
You wanna get rich, you gotta take your risk It's too much drip, gotta watch your step or you'll slip
I cut the roster I'm in love with my bitch
Can't see up in this whip it's 5% tint
If that's your bitch, why she all over my dick? Compare the two of us, I'm havin' that shit
Ain't tender bout no bitch, I'm lettin' them pick I'm spendin' rent on closets just for my fit
Let's hop on a flight, let's go
Been on the grind tryna reach these goals
Ain't no surprise that my heart turn cold
Swear I been hurtin, can't take no more
But ever since she came around, I can't go solo
Written by: Tyler Clarke
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