Tightrope (Robbie Rivera's Juicy Mix)

Monet and Leftfoot

Another day
I take your pain away

Some people talk about you
Like they know all about you
When you get down, they doubt you
And when you tip it on the scene
Yeah, they talkin' 'bout it
'Cause they can't tip on the scene
Watch you talk about it
T-t-t-talkin' 'bout it

When you get elevated
They love it or they hate it
You dance up on them haters
Keep getting funky on the scene
While they jumpin' round ya
They tryna take all of your dreams
But you can't allow it

'Cause baby, whether you're high or low
Whether you're high or low
You got to tip on the tightrope (tip, tip on it)
T-t-t-tip on the tightrope (tip, tip on it)

Baby, baby
Whether you're high or low (high or low)
Baby, whether you're high or low (high or low)
You got to tip on the tightrope (tip, tip on it)
Now let me see you do the tightrope (tip, tip on it)
And I'm still tippin' on it

And I'm still tippin' on it
And I'm still tippin' on it
And I'm still tippin' on it
And I'm still tippin' on it
And I'm still tippin' on it
And I'm still tippin' on it
And I'm still tippin' on it
And I'm still tippin' on it

And I'm still tippin' on it
And I'm still tippin' on it
And I'm still tippin' on it
And I'm still tippin' on it
And I'm still tippin' on it
And I'm still tippin' on it
And I'm still tippin' on it
And I'm still tippin' on it

See I'm not walkin' on it
Or tryna run around it
This ain't no acrobatics
You either follow or you lead
Yeah, I'm talking 'bout you
Or keep on blaming the machine
And yeah, I'm talkin' bout it (And now I'm livin' on a dream)

T-t-t-talkin' bout it
I can't complain about it
I gotta keep my balance
And just keep dancin' on it
We gettin' funky on the scene
And you know about it
Like a star on the screen
Watch me tip all on it

Then baby, whether I'm high or low (high or low)
Baby, whether you're high or low (high or low)
You got to tip on the tightrope (tip, tip on it)
Yeah, tip on the tightrope (tip, tip on it)

Baby, baby
Whether you're high or low (high or low)
Baby, whether you're high or low (high or low)
Tip on the tightrope (tip, tip on it)
Baby, let me see you tightrope (tip, tip on it)
And I'm still tippin' on it

And I'm still tippin' on it
And I'm still tippin' on it
And I'm still tippin' on it
And I'm still tippin' on it
And I'm still tippin' on it
And I'm still tippin' on it
And I'm still tippin' on it
And I'm still tippin' on it

You gotta keep your balance or you'll fall into the gap
It's a challenge but I manage 'cause I'm cautious with the strap
Do damage to your cameras, damn, the thought that cannot pass
See, while you don't want no friction like the back of a matchbook
Daddy Fat Sax will fold you and your MacBook

Closed shows, shut you down before we go-go backwards
Act up and whether we high or low we gonna get back up
Like the Dow Jones or NASDAQ
Sorta like a thong in a ass crack

Come on, Come on, Come on
Come on, Come on, Come on
Come on, Come on, Come on
Come on, Come on, Come on
Come on, Come on, Come on
Come on, Come on, Come on
Come on, Come on, Come on
Come on, Come on, Come on
Come on, Come on, Come on
Come on, Come on, Come on

Come on, Come on, Come on
Come on, Come on, Come on
Come on, Come on, Come on
Come on, Come on, Come on
Come on, Come on, Come on
Come on, Come on, Come on
Come on, Come on, Come on
Come on, Come on, Come on
Come on, Come on, Come on
Instrumental