Bleachers Lyrics

Morning till it black

Huh

Ain't no holding back

Yeah

Off of the bleachers

I been tryna get it right

Working from the morning to the late night

Going in tryna get it right

I been buckled in for the long ride

Swerving left right

I was on the bleachers

I been praying like a preacher

There was nothing coming back

Had to dig to it deeper

Hard days like a teacher

From the morning till it's black

Hella hot when I'm in the zone we connected

Hotspot like I'm on the phone we connected

Like a Tik Tok running on the clock for a minute

Seeing hella shots do nothing but drop and break the limit uh

On the ball

Hanging like a uh-uh-tack

Off the wall

Replace it with uh-uh-plaques

At my own pace

See you tryna uh-uh-track

Like a cyber chase

I guess you're a h-h-hack

And I know I know

I drip like hydro

Until I flip scripts

And spit like pyro

The weight the rival

I anti lipo

I take my quick hit

And trip to Cairo

Got what I need

I dug through the dirt

So I know I'll succeed

I work on the vision

Collect what I see

And we quickly connect

Like a lock for the key

I been tryna get it right

Working from the morning to the late night

Going in tryna get it right

I been buckled in for the long ride

Swerving left right

I was on the bleachers

I been praying like a preacher

There was nothing coming back

Had to dig it deeper

Hard days like a teacher

From the morning till it's black