In 2012, Scott signed his first major-label contract with Epic Records and a publishing deal with Kanye West's GOOD Music. In April 2013, he signed a joint-recording contract with Epic and T.I.'s Grand Hustle imprint. Scott's first full-length project, the mixtape OWL PHARAOH, was self-released in 2013. It was followed with a second mixtape, Days Before Rodeo, in 2014. His debut studio album, Rodeo (2015), was led by the hit single "Antidote". His second album, Birds in the Trap Sing McKnight (2016), became his first number one album on the Billboard 200. The following year, Scott released a collaborative album with Quavo titled Huncho Jack, Jack Huncho under the group name Huncho Jack.
In 2018, his third studio album, ASTROWORLD, was released to critical acclaim and produced his first Billboard Hot 100 number one single, "SICKO MODE". In late 2019, Scott's record label Cactus Jack Records released the compilation album JACKBOYS, which topped the Billboard 200. After the release of his single "FRANCHISE (feat. Young Thug & M.I.A.)" in 2020, Scott became the first artist on the Hot 100 to have three songs debut at number one in less than a year.
Scott has gained notoriety for controversies and legal issues regarding safety at his concerts. In November 2021, a mass-casualty crowd crush occurred during Scott's performance at the Astroworld Festival in his hometown of Houston, Texas, killing ten people and injuring hundreds of others.
On July 28, 2023, Scott released his fourth studio album UTOPIA, which became his fourth consectutive number one album on the Billboard 200.
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Days Before Rodeo & The Prayer
Travi$ Scott Lyrics
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Drunk laps runnin' 'round the globe wild goose chasin'
After three number one albums would've thought I'd feel amazin'
Still impatient, still sippin' on liquor
Still rollin' up swishers
Now it's Beamers double parking, fuck payin' the meter
In your club, on your couch, just got paid to be here
On your girl, rubbin' on my favorite features
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Man, I might fuck 'round, lose my mind, I gotta break out
I'm on a stake out, on a farm or your lake house
Around 3 AM dog
I was gettin' busy in the bathroom stall
Bad mamacita, Miami heater
Put it in a two seater, too bad I couldn't three-peat her
Need a whole lotta vida 'fore I see the reaper
House full of snow bunnies, puttin' trees up like it's Christmas Easter
With more stamps than a skinny nigga got tats on my Visa
I know the kids in La Flame, they don't trust, they believe it
I mean, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Man, I might fuck 'round, lose my mind, I gotta break out
I'm on a stake out, on a farm or your lake house
Jesus, Jesus, I mean, Jesus, Jesus
Man, I might fuck 'round, lose my mind, I gotta break out
I'm on a stake out, on a farm or your lake house
Jesus, Jesus, I mean, Jesus, Jesus
I might fuck 'round, lose my mind
Jesus
The lyrics of Travi$ Scott's "The Prayer" displays the repetitive use of the phrase "Jesus, Jesus, Jesus" as an indication of the rapper's current state of desperation. The opening lines suggest that he is encountering anxiety amidst his success as he wakes up in the middle of the night and hyperventilates. He is chasing after something that he has not yet obtained despite having three number one albums, and he shows no signs of slowing down as he is still impatient, sipping on liquor, and rolling up swishers. The lines "now it's Beamers double parking, fuck paying the meter" and "on your girl, rubbin' on my favourite features" shows that Scott is indulging in a lavish lifestyle, enjoying the perks of his greatness while acknowledging how it might end up corrupting him.
The latter half of the song describes Scott's continued search for satisfaction, whether it be in the form of sex, drugs or cold hard cash. He emphasizes his temporal nature with the words "I'm on a stakeout, on a farm, or your lake house" which is further intensified by the repetition of "Jesus, Jesus, Jesus." By the end of the song, the repeated phrase, "I might fuck 'round, lose my mind, I gotta break out" accentuates both Scott's need for escape, as well as his almost self-destructive tendencies.
Line by Line Meaning
Midnight awakin', hyperventilatin'
Waking up in the middle of the night, feeling overwhelmed and anxious.
Drunk laps runnin' 'round the globe wild goose chasin'
Drinking and going on wild adventures, searching for something without any clear direction.
After three number one albums would've thought I'd feel amazin'
Despite achieving success with three albums, feeling unsatisfied and wanting more.
Still impatient, still sippin' on liquor / Still rollin' up swishers
Continuing to indulge in vices and lacking patience regardless of success.
Now it's Beamers double parking, fuck payin' the meter
Being careless with money and acting recklessly with little regard for rules or consequences.
In your club, on your couch, just got paid to be here
Being paid to attend events and parties, enjoying the luxurious lifestyle.
On your girl, rubbin' on my favorite features
Being physically intimate with someone else's partner and enjoying their favorite physical attributes.
How could they tease us, only wanted of Ben Franklins and Mona Lisas
Questioning why people only value material things like money and art, rather than true talent and creativity.
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus / Man, I might fuck 'round, lose my mind, I gotta break out
Feeling overwhelmed and potentially losing control, seeking refuge in religion and considering the need for a break.
I'm on a stake out, on a farm or your lake house
Feeling the need to escape and hide away from the chaos of everyday life by going on a stake out or retreating to a secluded location.
Around 3 AM dog / I was gettin' busy in the bathroom stall
Engaging in sexual activity in a public bathroom during the early morning hours.
Bad mamacita, Miami heater / Put it in a two seater, too bad I couldn't three-peat her
Engaging in sexual activity with a woman in Miami, driving a two-seater car, but not being able to continue the experience with her again.
Need a whole lotta vida 'fore I see the reaper
Desiring to experience and accomplish a lot in life before death.
House full of snow bunnies, puttin' trees up like it's Christmas Easter
Surrounded by attractive women who are using drugs, celebrating by putting up decorations like it's a holiday.
With more stamps than a skinny nigga got tats on my Visa
Having traveled extensively, jokingly comparing the amount of passport stamps to the number of tattoos on a skinny person.
I know the kids in La Flame, they don't trust, they believe it
Being aware that others in the music industry may not trust him, but still believing in himself and his talent.
Jesus, Jesus, I mean, Jesus, Jesus / Man, I might fuck 'round, lose my mind, I gotta break out / I'm on a stake out, on a farm or your lake house
Repeating the same sentiments expressed earlier in the song, feeling overwhelmed and seeking refuge in religion while contemplating the need to escape and retreat to a quiet location.
Jesus, Jesus / I might fuck 'round, lose my mind / Jesus
Continuing to rely on religious faith to cope with personal struggles and uncertainties.
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Jacques Webster, Ebony Oshunrinde
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
kupa kupa
[Verse 1]
Midnight awakin', hyper ventilatin'
Drunk laps runnin' 'round the globe wild goose chasin'
After three number one albums woulda thought I'd feel amazin'
Still impatient, still sippin' on liquor
Still rollin' up swishas
Now its beamers double parking, fuck payin' the meter
In your club, on your couches, got paid to be here
On your girl rubbin' on my favorite features
How could they tease us, only wanted Ben Franklins and Mona Lisas
[Chorus]
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Man, I might fuck 'round, lose my mind, I gotta break out
I'm on a stakeout, on a farm or your lake house
[Verse 2]
Around 3 AM, dawg
I was gettin' busy in the bathroom stall
Bad mamacita, Miami Heat her, put her in a two-seater
Too bad I couldn't three-peat her
Need a whole lotta vida 'fore I see the reaper
House full of snow bunnies, puttin' trees up like it's Christmas Easter
With more stamps than a skinny nigga, got tats on my visa
I know the kids in La Flame, they don't trust, they believe it, I mean
[Chorus]
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Man, I might fuck 'round, lose my mind, I gotta break out
I'm on a stakeout, on a farm or your lake house
Jesus, Jesus (I mean), Jesus, Jesus
Man, I might fuck 'round, lose my mind, I gotta break out
I'm on a stakeout, on a farm or your lake house
[Outro]
Jesus, Jesus (I mean), Jesus, Jesus
I might fuck 'round, lose my mind
Jesus
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Jesus
Linda Dalope
[Verse 1:]
Midnight awakin', hyper ventilatin'
Drunk laps runnin' 'round the globe wild goose chasin'
After three number one albums woulda thought I'd feel amazin' Still impatient, still sippin' on liquor
Still rollin' up swishas
Now it's beamers double parking, fuck payin' the meter
In your club, on your couch, just got paid to be here
On your girl rubbin' on my favorite features
How could they tease us, only wanted of Ben Franklins and Mona Lisas
[Hook:]
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Man, I might fuck around, lose my mind, I gotta break out
I'm on a stake out, on a farm or your lake house
[Verse 2:]
Around 3 AM dog, I was gettin' busy in the bathroom stall
Bad mamacita, Miami heater
Put it in a two seater, too bad I couldn't three peat her
Need a whole lotta vida 'fore I see the reaper
House full of snow bunnies, puttin' trees up like it's Christmas Easter
With more stamps than a skinny nigga got tats on my Visa
I know the kids in La Flame, they don't trust, they believe it
[Hook x2]
[Interlude:]
Jesus, Jesus (I mean), Jesus, Jesus
I might fuck around, lose my mind
Jesus
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Jesus
Lana Renthlei
Verse 1]
Midnight awakin', hyper ventilatin'
Drunk laps runnin' 'round the globe wild goose chasin'
After three number one albums woulda thought I'd feel amazin'
Still impatient, still sippin' on liquor
Still rollin' up swishas
Now its beamers double parking, fuck payin' the meter
In your club, on your couches, got paid to be here
On your girl rubbin' on my favorite features
How could they tease us, only wanted Ben Franklins and Mona Lisas
[Chorus]
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Man, I might fuck 'round, lose my mind, I gotta break out
I'm on a stakeout, on a farm or your lake house
[Verse 2]
Around 3 AM, dawg
I was gettin' busy in the bathroom stall
Bad mamacita, Miami Heat her, put her in a two-seater
Too bad I couldn't three-peat her
Need a whole lotta vida 'fore I see the reaper
House full of snow bunnies, puttin' trees up like it's Christmas Easter
With more stamps than a skinny nigga, got tats on my visa
I know the kids in La Flame, they don't trust, they believe it, I mean
[Chorus]
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Man, I might fuck 'round, lose my mind, I gotta break out
I'm on a stakeout, on a farm or your lake house
Jesus, Jesus (I mean), Jesus, Jesus
Man, I might fuck 'round, lose my mind, I gotta break out
I'm on a stakeout, on a farm or your lake house
[Outro]
Jesus, Jesus (I mean), Jesus, Jesus
I might fuck 'round, lose my mind
Jesus
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Jesus
PRETTYBVYFLVYD
Travis Scott is probably gonna become a legend
Let Yah Arise
No
Symere
Holy shit the ok Guy Saïd no
Marcus Davis
he already is
David marquez cx
The OK guy well I say maybe
David marquez cx
Who's samuel BTW need to know now
Josh Gill
This is crazy how people who commented on this 8 years earlier doesn’t know how good Travis is gonna be. And how he will change music forever
SteinchenTV
"is gonna be" he was always good.
bakal mert
thats crazy
zenkaiboost
He didn’t change music lmao