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