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Twenty Four
2,043
Hip-Hop/Rap
Twenty Four was released on November 12, 2025 by Taylr as a part of the album Twenty Four - Single
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Release DateNovember 12, 2025
LabelTaylr
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM59

Lyrics

[Intro]
It's only twelve lines on my Cartier, baby
Huh
[Verse 1]
Okay, I confess it
This bitch gonna make a brudda head spin
Sick shit, how she love it when I'm down bad
Tick, tick, she gon' be there in a second
Accept it, we always gonna come back 'round when she get amending
Seen this dick so much she could Etch a Sketch it
Eyes closed, blindfold
That's a hell of a sentiment
I hope I don't
End up dead or irrelevant
'Cause I just roll where I got to be, uh
Probably your fault if you follow me, uh, uh
Stars aligning, astronomy bother me
'Cause when I see them planets jiggle, I got to be (Right there)
Too grown to ask for an apology
Tryin' to give a bitch a bone, but this chick tryin' to collar me
Fucking with her, should've known we wouldn't grow
Reaping in what we sow, oh no
I completed her prophecy
[PreChorus]
I need my time, need space
My grind, create
Refine, be great
And this lil' bitch try to get in my way
She want my time, these dates
White wine, bouquets
My dimes, need bae
And man, I said all of these things to say
[Chorus]
There's twenty-four hours in a day, uh
Why you wanna play when you come my way?
Play when you come my way
Play when you come my way
There's twenty-four hours in a day, uh
Why you wanna play when you come my way?
Play when you come my way
Play when you come my way
[Verse 2]
Pull up in the city, she really want me to tap that
Ripping off my shirt, my drawers, and my snapback
Talkin' all that nasty shit, so I'ma clap back
Called her in the afternoon, she never called back, damn
Huh (Huh)
She picked the worst time to be a born-again Christian
Got a reservation at the five-star Michelin
Even booked a tour in the motherfuckin' kitchen, damn
Huh (Huh)
You picked the worst time to wanna ghost on me
You must've been abducted by a UFO
And if so, I better see your ass float on me
Extraterrestri, this ho is messy
Pulled up to the pub, she was there with my bestie
Fuck you and you and your little dog too
I ain't comin' back to London till the sky turns blue like
[PreChorus]
I need my time, need space
My grind, create
Refine, be great
And this lil' bitch try to get in my way
She want my time, these dates
White wine, bouquets
My dimes, need bae
And man, I said all of these things to say
[Chorus]
Okay, there's twenty-four hours in a day, uh
Why you wanna play when you come my way? (Uh-huh)
Play when you come my way (Uh-huh)
Play when you come my way
There's twenty-four hours in a day, uh
Why you wanna play when you come my way? (Uh-huh, like)
Play when you come my way (Uh-huh, like)
Play when you come my way
[Chorus]
There's twenty-four hours in a day, uh
Why you wanna play when you come my way? (My way)
Play when you come my way (My way)
Play when you come my way
There's twenty-four hours in a day, uh
Why you wanna play when you come my way? (Uh-huh, like)
Play when you come my way (Uh-huh, like)
Play when you come my— (Huh)
[Outro]
Please don't waste my time
Written by: Jared Lee, Matthew "Stoic" Moleta, Taylor Honey
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