Let It Out

Contributors

Lyrics and Melodic Humming: Tyler Housley

Musical Maestro, Keyboard King, and Vocalist (the full shebang): Devin Farney (www.devinfarneymusic.com)

Drums and Master of the Dark Production Arts: Cody Fuentes (@rapturerecordingsca)

The Grand Budapest Bassist: Atiba Starr

Lyrics

I got your girl — calling me

She said you’re buggin’, like a flea

jumping and biting — ya’ family.

Thoughts are hangin’ — from a tree


You could lock all — your pain away

But when rain comes, across the Bay

You’ll be bursting — drown’n your pride

You’re sinkin’ under, the rising tide


I got ya’ Uncle, textin’ me,

“Don’t sell my nephew, any weed,

I’ll call the po-po — fo’ dealin’ pot”

I said, “Calm down, ya’ runnin’ hot”


You could lock all — your pain away

But when rain comes, across the Bay

You’ll be bursting — drown’n your pride

You’re sinkin’ under, the rising tide


You betta’ sit down — before ya’ fall

Let it out now, or lose it all

Flip that frown round — smile mo’

Your ship is sailin’ — filled with gold

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