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Tap In Video (MV)




Performed By: Globin
Length: 3:47
Written by: Max McPhatter




Globin - Tap In Lyrics
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Bet you gon talk if they pull the gun now
They pulley up I know that you gon run
Tapping in I don't tap out until I see the sun
Lub dub
Blood in the bathtub
They be playing w guns
You play w me for fun
You testing me
You neckin me
Wanna see how much I could take
Wanna see if in my heart there's hate
If I push you down want me spit in your face
Those the kind of games you play
Never too hurt to forget
If I meet success
Humility I can't forget
Righteousness is in my pocket
Talent loaded on my hip
Got a lil support
They mess w me
They love the kid
On the run
Running in circles
Runnin the race
But I'm trippin on every hurdle
I folding and then I buckle
I'm holding onto my trouble
But you a snitch
And you're a fraud
And you're my friend
But for how long
Worried bout things I can't control
I'll drive the distance
But I don't want to pay the tolls
But I want the rolls
Does that make sense
I don't want the hoes
But look where I'm at again
In the bm never benz
Never been a friend of a friend
That goes above and beyond for his brethren
But that was just until I finally met my brethren
Had to cut lil shawty
Realized she wasn't worth carrying
With a nigga that look like me
Cuz she can't have me back again
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Bet you gon talk if they pull the gun now
They pulley up I know that you gon run
Tapping in I don't tap out until I see the sun
Lub dub
Blood in the bathtub
They be playing w guns
You play w me for fun
You testing me
You neckin me
Wanna see how much I could take
Wanna see if in my heart there's hate
If I push you down want me spit in your face
Those the kind of games you play
Never too hurt to forget
If I meet success
Humility I can't forget
Righteousness is in my pocket
Talent loaded on my hip
Got a lil support
They mess w me
They love the kid
On the run
Running in circles
Runnin the race
But I'm trippin on every hurdle
I folding and then I buckle
I'm holding onto my trouble
But you a snitch
And you're a fraud
And you're my friend
But for how long
Worried bout things I can't control
I'll drive the distance
But I don't want to pay the tolls
But I want the rolls
Does that make sense
I don't want the hoes
But look where I'm at again
In the bm never benz
Never been a friend of a friend
That goes above and beyond for his brethren
But that was just until I finally met my brethren
Had to cut lil shawty
Realized she wasn't worth carrying
With a nigga that look like me
Cuz she can't have me back again
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Writer: Max McPhatter
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