Lyrics:
Come on, come on, come on
Y'all ready for this
Check, check
Highs and lows
Time is full of them though
Life it comes and goes
Highs and lows
I'm
wanted to Phil like Foden so uno man had to cut back in
Like girl do the shigege
She wanna go low do the shigege
Open season feed them bears
Nobu eat out
pray to God they make it cause they don't know what they doing
So insane
How low we go for fame
All these growing pains
So strangers know your name
So
But Catch your boy when it plays out
Hook
Don’t take it personal
And never let your feelings show
Especially when your feelin low
Where did all those
your Avengers, if I want it, I'ma take it
Jacked Iron Man for his suit and left him Stark naked
See, I'm a kleptomaniac, the Prowler I confess
I got
brains blew by one of his accomplices
Add you to the list of his accomplishments
He came forward in the night, now we're mourning
Black fist up
Ayy man, niggas ready to lose their lives
About that money man
Niggas going state to state man
Watch that low drop, niggas goin' viral man
Shoutout
of stash
I wonder who can I trust to hang with my best piece of ass
I knew it was fate by the day when I looked in his eyes
I get beside love is trust some
eyes and saw the very reason why.
I saw a man with his head bowed low
His heard had no place to go,
I looked and I thought to myself with a sigh:
eyes and saw the very reason why.
I saw a man with his head bowed low
His heard had no place to go,
I looked and I thought to myself with a sigh:
eyes and saw the very reason why.
I saw a man with his head bowed low
His heard had no place to go,
I looked and I thought to myself with a sigh:
all of his demons are doing
Trying to figure out who's gonna get first dibs
The rest'a get in where they fit in
Homie I ain't kiddin'
If you don't get
Out with Glocks, I mean a chopper
Better get low, swing this bitch, I'm at ya top
That Bitch a dead bitch, soon as we catch his ass
He get his head
Just give me a fresh leather seat for goodness sakes
Wanted a V12 ever since I was 12
Always knew I had to do it get it by myself
Killing flows but I'm
just imagined you must, like it was a part of the cycle
Harder you fight, the less you win
Back at the start of the hike I wanted to write with the best
got
bread)
Niggas upset, I know. His hoe when she throw them to
his face, I got him by
four inches
(He real upset, mad and heartbroken she told me not
row of the church with my hood on
My homie used to rap, he was about to get put on
At his funeral, listening to this church song
His family yelling
and mad young, wanted to be the one
'Til I got (blaow-blaow-blaow), felt one
Yeah, my pops was a fiend since sixteen (word)
Shootin' that "that's that
And all his homies gone, because they can't get it clear to this nigga,
Go figga,
All she wanted was that man to change,
But if it was me, I done been
back down 'cause he wanted to share
His key to the locks on the chains he saw everywhere
But first he was stripped and then he was stabbed
By faceless
My Pa can light my room at night
With just his being near
And make a fear for dream all right
By grinning ear to ear
My Pa can do most anything
He
for me and you
I ain't know that Bill Clampett wanted some too
You tell his folks that I'm sorry 'bout that Lexus
I'm 'bout to dip and see my sister
done put in work
I ain't know, I was livin' next door to Captain Kirk.
kepta smirk on his face, lookin' like drug swappin',
come to find out,
back down 'cause he wanted to share
His key to the locks on the chains he saw everywhere
But first he was stripped and then he was stabbed
By faceless
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