Lowlife

Yeah, I keep a case with that ammo in it
Ain't no time to brace, when I break
Motherfucker, I'm coming right for your face
Feel the pain, venom inside of me

Coming at you with the lightning, you're already dead to me
Bitch, I hit the switch, I'm coming up quick
Hope you're ready for this
Kamikaze, rolling bodies, I'm the product of the fucking dirt
Let it burn, keep the ashes, dump 'em out they'll never learn
I got a problem, never say sorry, pull up and end it I shut it down
M-249 hear the rounds, another body hits the ground

Yeah, Fuck around I'ma show you how that wrist slit
Drip clips, fuck around get your act right 'fore you get bit
Cover the motive and you better pray that the predator don't catch the prey
Nothing left to say, I'ma show 'em how they—
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah man, fuck that
S.O.S. hit 20 mil without rap

I'm about that, so mother fuck the fame and all the clout rap
You bust gats, yeah, that's really cute but bitch I doubt that
You lyin' to yourself and all your fans, no way around that
Got filthy habits I don't talk about, that's why the walls are padded
Check, if I blow up tie the noose around my neck
And I'm a mess, setting fire to my life and my regrets
And I'm depressed, I'ma die for this shit, now I'ma die

Rappers Jake Hill and Josh A are facing backlash today after cancelling their Houston show
They refuse to abide by policies set by—
Policies set by a musician who was set to perform outside the same venue
It's unclear whether their careers will recover



Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Hill, Joshua Ashcraft
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