Low Tide
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Uh uh uh
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
I'm sliding on a slippery slope
Giving my people some hope
Is a task from which I must elope
In the dark, I still fumble and grope
They say I rap the best
They say I trapped the rest
They say I'm good, they pick me first
But in my mind I still mumble and choke
I don't even make sense sometimes
I don't wanna make songs such times
I don't even pray in the dead of the night
But the bars that I spit they must rhyme
My homie lil sis saw him rolling up weed
Then he told her, girl it's just thyme
Keep at your hustle, it's just time
Everything will be, just fine
God is never slow, he's on time
He's in charge of the game like the Umpire
I had to bust d rhymes in case Busta Rhymes
Took a bus and busted my timeline
I wanna be free I wanna be open-minded
But I feel I gotta have a limit
I really wanna love I wanna be open-hearted
But I get caught up in the gimmicks
I don't care who does what where how
Why you take a lick of my drink and my chow
I promise at the end of my rap you'll be wow-ed
If you take all of my words to your heart you'll be wild
I feel I gotta rest I feel I gotta work
I feel I gotta back up my talk with the work
I wanna be a real G standing for the truth
In the booth in my youth in my shoes and my sock
I suck tho' I'm cutthroat
But I gotta free the pain let it all go
I want that I want those
I wanna lead the team like the Huncho
To my blooders all around the world
Let's stay in touch, love the family much
'Cause if they are gone, then your heart will be touched
And if life is tough, let it be tough on us
TOGETHER!!!
Going up on a slippery slope
Dope by my side so the people got hope
Long as i'm riding i'm bring the smoke
You get caught slipping you likely to choke
This ain't no fiction and this isn't woke
This is what happens to niggas i know
This ain't no preaching a nigga still broke
And we know the priest get the cash overload
Now i'm out here plotting on how i'd get rich
Distractions keep coming from my latest trick
She wanting attention i'm wanting some space
So i'm known as the bad guy it's always the case
Man ah top boy sully but i don't bang trap
If a nigga chat silly he chat silly he can still get the slaps
Man evading any trap motion at it's finest
Kynetiq spark leave you shocked no violence
Hear the violins sedative harmonies
Feeling lost with no sense of the scenery
Who am i where am i what is happening?
Reality is unfolding in front of me
I mean the grind don't stop in the
Heat of lagos niggas still put in work
Grafting for the status elevation to the top
Everyday man ah pray that we get this guap
Niggas popped and locked when they running up shop
Hit the plug up tryna get a re up
Grab a bunch of liquor then we mix it all up
Celebrating life wish it'll never gon stop
Everyday there's a new threat
How to solve our problems do we face death?
If we come back alive we victorious yet?
Yeah we victorious yeah
Together together together together together
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Uh uh uh
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Uh uh uh
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
I'm sliding on a slippery slope
Giving my people some hope
Is a task from which I must elope
In the dark, I still fumble and grope
They say I rap the best
They say I trapped the rest
They say I'm good, they pick me first
But in my mind I still mumble and choke
I don't even make sense sometimes
I don't wanna make songs such times
I don't even pray in the dead of the night
But the bars that I spit they must rhyme
My homie lil sis saw him rolling up weed
Then he told her, girl it's just thyme
Keep at your hustle, it's just time
Everything will be, just fine
God is never slow, he's on time
He's in charge of the game like the Umpire
I had to bust d rhymes in case Busta Rhymes
Took a bus and busted my timeline
I wanna be free I wanna be open-minded
But I feel I gotta have a limit
I really wanna love I wanna be open-hearted
But I get caught up in the gimmicks
I don't care who does what where how
Why you take a lick of my drink and my chow
I promise at the end of my rap you'll be wow-ed
If you take all of my words to your heart you'll be wild
I feel I gotta rest I feel I gotta work
I feel I gotta back up my talk with the work
I wanna be a real G standing for the truth
In the booth in my youth in my shoes and my sock
I suck tho' I'm cutthroat
But I gotta free the pain let it all go
I want that I want those
I wanna lead the team like the Huncho
To my blooders all around the world
Let's stay in touch, love the family much
'Cause if they are gone, then your heart will be touched
And if life is tough, let it be tough on us
TOGETHER!!!
Going up on a slippery slope
Dope by my side so the people got hope
Long as i'm riding i'm bring the smoke
You get caught slipping you likely to choke
This ain't no fiction and this isn't woke
This is what happens to niggas i know
This ain't no preaching a nigga still broke
And we know the priest get the cash overload
Now i'm out here plotting on how i'd get rich
Distractions keep coming from my latest trick
She wanting attention i'm wanting some space
So i'm known as the bad guy it's always the case
Man ah top boy sully but i don't bang trap
If a nigga chat silly he chat silly he can still get the slaps
Man evading any trap motion at it's finest
Kynetiq spark leave you shocked no violence
Hear the violins sedative harmonies
Feeling lost with no sense of the scenery
Who am i where am i what is happening?
Reality is unfolding in front of me
I mean the grind don't stop in the
Heat of lagos niggas still put in work
Grafting for the status elevation to the top
Everyday man ah pray that we get this guap
Niggas popped and locked when they running up shop
Hit the plug up tryna get a re up
Grab a bunch of liquor then we mix it all up
Celebrating life wish it'll never gon stop
Everyday there's a new threat
How to solve our problems do we face death?
If we come back alive we victorious yet?
Yeah we victorious yeah
Together together together together together
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Uh uh uh
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
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Writer(s): Dkb, Real Dope World
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