Lows

Intro-

(wow)

(fuck!)

You know what the fuck going on! (random hype screaming)

Verse 1-

Life so tough, dad dap me up

SK in tha trunk, Power in the back picking up the front

We could run it back, who I’m running from?

I ain’t dodge shit, never been the one

Quiet little brown kid thinking shit sweet man you can take an Air Force one to the teeth

I don’t flash guns bitch but I’m from the H where it’s legal I could really air it out and stay free

Get to know me, fuck a trophy

Let me catch mill, straight up off the beats

I just wanna dip get rich come back with a stack and make sure the whole family eat

Get 3 cribs 1 sell 1 rent 1 live

So I don’t ask nobody for shit

Big boss moves, 1 deep troop

Brothers on my back never lose

Mindset turned go and get a back (uh) Felt like the dude off the Notre Dame (uh)

Tay like damn boy you mad tough how come you don’t act up fuck it now I know I am (uh)

Warehouse live I stomp out, 400 stay packed out
Yea

Ay

Ya

Ay

Hook-

Grimy little bitch

We could run tha fist

Why you gotta talk so much get hit

I could never switch, I just made a hit

Gonna break bread make my sibling rich

Heart so cold, Ice man man shit

Fuck you and the whole team you came with

Squad 6 deep, work no sleep

Rap star shit little bitch don’t sleep! (On me)

Verse 2-

Who gang who gang,I just know 2 things

Nobody a true king, humble in your own zone

Everybody lose things, everybody go through things

A hurt mans dangerous, it don’t matter if you famous

Everybody got a stainless, cruel world sick world

Clout make em hate u. Money make me take u

(Uh, yea)

Can you turn it down a notch uh

How u make the venue knock uh

Openers raging like headliners maybe we next and so maybe you not

Uh

I did everything from dirt

Knew nobody wait my turn on a curb

Gained allot but lost allot on return

Trust nobody only God that I serve

Hook 2-

Grimy little bitch

We could run tha fist

Why you gotta talk so much get hit

I could never switch, I just made a hit

Gonna break bread make my sibling rich

Heart so cold, Ice man man shit

Fuck you and the whole team you came with

Squad 6 deep, work no sleep

Rap star shit little bitch don’t sleep! (On me)