Feelin' Low
If it aint one thing it's another yo...
(Mig) ayo Syk, how you feelin', yo how you feelin'?
(Syk) Tell it like it is, tell it like it is, yo ugh!
(Mig) ayo Syk, how you feelin', yo how you feelin'?
(Syk)I'm feelin' low
But I'm high
I'm feelin' low
But I'm high as fuck (what)
I'm feelin' low
But I'm high as fuck!
(Syk)Sometimes when I let my emotions get the best of me
Hennessy be the remedy & recipe
Just let it be cus eventually the weed'll get to my cerebral
It will find my soul & set it free. LSD?
Seven weeks & im still feelin the acid up in my spine
Behind enemy lines when I travel my mind
I find dark energies, spark the remedy
That's heavenly sent with the scent of mother Gia
Decipher the cypher then snipe em' like snipers
Roll that shit tighter, pass the lighter because I'm trying to get high "bruh"
I'm buzzed, I love the hybrid. It got my mind lit & my eyes red, I'm dead...
When I drop the DMT
What does she see in me? I guess we'll have to see
Evil springs, things change but rearrange
So the stay the same in strange ways like the strains that I blaze
I'm feelin' low
But I'm high
I'm feelin' low
But I'm high as fuck (what)
I'm feelin' low
But I'm high
I'm feelin' low
But I'm...
I'm feelin' low
But I'm...
I'm feelin' low
But I'm high
I'm feelin' low
But I'm high as fuck (what)
I'm feelin' low
But I'm high
I'm feelin' low
But I'm...
I'm feelin' low
But I'm...
(Mig)I'm feeling low
So eye needa blunt to smoke
On the surface I'm under control
But where should eye go
Eye don't know
That's the thing
I'm at ease when I'm blown
I'm the zone
Without an automobile
Bitch please
Flow fresh
You can call me fabreeze
Or you can call me if you need tree
By the gram or oh zee
The plug got plenty of buds
For fun stuff
I'm dumb blunted
But one hunnid
Eye keep it
Always peep
The scenery
And make an appearance
I'm hearing emcees speak on the scholars
Makin a dollar
On shit that I'm saying
I'm slaying emcees
Simultaneously
Makin points and spitting facts on these crazy ass beats
Who's lazy?
Not me
Eye grind and eye eat
And smoke in between
Eye sit and eye think
About the karma eye created
And what's coming to me
The karma eye created
And what's coming to me
The El Double Oh Pea!
I'm feelin' low
But I'm high
I'm feelin' low
But I'm high as fuck (what)
I'm feelin' low
But I'm high
I'm feelin' low
But I'm...
I'm feelin' low
But I'm...
I'm feelin' low
But I'm high
I'm feelin' low
But I'm high as fuck (what)
I'm feelin' low
But I'm high
I'm feelin' low
But I'm...
I'm feelin' low
But I'm high as fuck!
(Mig) ayo Syk, how you feelin', yo how you feelin'?
(Syk) Tell it like it is, tell it like it is, yo ugh!
(Mig) ayo Syk, how you feelin', yo how you feelin'?
(Syk)I'm feelin' low
But I'm high
I'm feelin' low
But I'm high as fuck (what)
I'm feelin' low
But I'm high as fuck!
(Syk)Sometimes when I let my emotions get the best of me
Hennessy be the remedy & recipe
Just let it be cus eventually the weed'll get to my cerebral
It will find my soul & set it free. LSD?
Seven weeks & im still feelin the acid up in my spine
Behind enemy lines when I travel my mind
I find dark energies, spark the remedy
That's heavenly sent with the scent of mother Gia
Decipher the cypher then snipe em' like snipers
Roll that shit tighter, pass the lighter because I'm trying to get high "bruh"
I'm buzzed, I love the hybrid. It got my mind lit & my eyes red, I'm dead...
When I drop the DMT
What does she see in me? I guess we'll have to see
Evil springs, things change but rearrange
So the stay the same in strange ways like the strains that I blaze
I'm feelin' low
But I'm high
I'm feelin' low
But I'm high as fuck (what)
I'm feelin' low
But I'm high
I'm feelin' low
But I'm...
I'm feelin' low
But I'm...
I'm feelin' low
But I'm high
I'm feelin' low
But I'm high as fuck (what)
I'm feelin' low
But I'm high
I'm feelin' low
But I'm...
I'm feelin' low
But I'm...
(Mig)I'm feeling low
So eye needa blunt to smoke
On the surface I'm under control
But where should eye go
Eye don't know
That's the thing
I'm at ease when I'm blown
I'm the zone
Without an automobile
Bitch please
Flow fresh
You can call me fabreeze
Or you can call me if you need tree
By the gram or oh zee
The plug got plenty of buds
For fun stuff
I'm dumb blunted
But one hunnid
Eye keep it
Always peep
The scenery
And make an appearance
I'm hearing emcees speak on the scholars
Makin a dollar
On shit that I'm saying
I'm slaying emcees
Simultaneously
Makin points and spitting facts on these crazy ass beats
Who's lazy?
Not me
Eye grind and eye eat
And smoke in between
Eye sit and eye think
About the karma eye created
And what's coming to me
The karma eye created
And what's coming to me
The El Double Oh Pea!
I'm feelin' low
But I'm high
I'm feelin' low
But I'm high as fuck (what)
I'm feelin' low
But I'm high
I'm feelin' low
But I'm...
I'm feelin' low
But I'm...
I'm feelin' low
But I'm high
I'm feelin' low
But I'm high as fuck (what)
I'm feelin' low
But I'm high
I'm feelin' low
But I'm...
I'm feelin' low
But I'm high as fuck!
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Writer(s): Angel Herrera
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