Tightrope - Robbie Rivera's Radio Mix

Monáe 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

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

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

I tip on alligators

And little rattlesnakers

But I'm another flavor

Something like a terminator

Ain't no equivocating

I fight for what I believe

While you talkin' 'bout it

Just, just, just talkin' 'bout it

Some callin' me a sinner

Some callin' me a winner

I'm callin' you the dinner

And you know exactly what I mean

Yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout ya

You can rock or you can leave

Watch me tip without ya

Now, now, now whether I'm high or low (high or low)

Whether I'm high or low (high or low)

I gotta tip on the tightrope (tip, tip on it)

(Tip, tip on it)

Baby, baby

Whether I'm high or low (high or low)

Oh, high or low (high or low)

You got to tip on the tightrope (tip, tip on it)

Now, baby, tip on the tightrope

You can't get too high