On My Low
When I'm down on my low
No one pick me up I dust my shoulders and go
I know I got some foes for sure
I play it slow
It's my time to grow
I just gotta glow I'm on the go
I got pain to show, can't stress my woes Baby
Woo sah you kill the vibes for me
You wanna
You Wanna smoke and get high with me
Baby woosah you said you ride for me
Don't gotta lie baby you not a vibe to me
So you singing
Why oh why
Why you gotta lie
To me
Tell me ooh why oh why
You gotta lie
To Me
Why oh why
Why you gotta lie
To me
Tell me ooh why oh why
You gotta lie
To Me
I'm on a new vibe
You been moving to sly for me
you said you ride for me
I been hearing new lies claiming s*** still the same
I maintain and watch these lames get caught up in the game
It's a damn shame
We got to watch our moves
If it ain't 12 on our back then it's the snakes and ghouls
Walking these streets with 2 strikes hoping that I don't lose
They praying on my downfall I pray for better moves, Oooh
Reminiscing bout all this drama
Them long nights getting no sleep worrying bout mama
She swear the boy was up in them streets trapping for commas
Kneeling praying to god for protection from them llamas
The pain and trauma
She said the neighborhood different, people moving and switching
Everybody not ya homie, they just there when you glisten
Don't let this go from ear to ear boy you better listen
Thought she was tripping got caught up lacking a nigga slipping
Damn what I'm supposed to do
You see how these niggas move
I'm starving they got the food
I'm drowning they out the pool
Been stuck in the mud, I made a plan now they want the tools
Got ice now they want some jewels
They mad cause I make the rules
I had to put myself on
In my hood the bullets covered in Teflon
Young niggas with vests on
Tryna makes plans and some bands to put they best on
We got to make ends meet
Money calls on the cell phone
When I'm down on my low
No one pick me up I dust my shoulders and go
I know I got some foes for sure
I play it slow
It's my time to grow
I just gotta glow I'm on the go
I got pain to show, can't stress my woes Baby
Woo sah you kill the vibes for me
You wanna
You Wanna smoke and get high with me
Baby woosah you said you ride for me
Don't gotta lie baby you not a vibe to me
So you singing
Why oh why
Why you gotta lie
To me
Tell me ooh why oh why
You gotta lie
To Me
Why oh why
Why you gotta lie
To me
Tell me ooh why oh why
You gotta lie
To Me
Down on my low
I dust my shoulders and go
For sho' I play it slow
I'm on the go
Whoa, cant stress my woes
You kill the vibes for me, vibes for me
Yow wanna smoke and get high with me, high with me
You said you ride for me, ride for me
Don't got to lie baby you not a vibe to me
So you saying
Why oh why
Why you gotta lie
To me
Tell me ooh why oh why
You gotta lie
To Me
Why oh why
Why you gotta lie
To me
Tell me ooh why oh why
You gotta lie
To Me
No one pick me up I dust my shoulders and go
I know I got some foes for sure
I play it slow
It's my time to grow
I just gotta glow I'm on the go
I got pain to show, can't stress my woes Baby
Woo sah you kill the vibes for me
You wanna
You Wanna smoke and get high with me
Baby woosah you said you ride for me
Don't gotta lie baby you not a vibe to me
So you singing
Why oh why
Why you gotta lie
To me
Tell me ooh why oh why
You gotta lie
To Me
Why oh why
Why you gotta lie
To me
Tell me ooh why oh why
You gotta lie
To Me
I'm on a new vibe
You been moving to sly for me
you said you ride for me
I been hearing new lies claiming s*** still the same
I maintain and watch these lames get caught up in the game
It's a damn shame
We got to watch our moves
If it ain't 12 on our back then it's the snakes and ghouls
Walking these streets with 2 strikes hoping that I don't lose
They praying on my downfall I pray for better moves, Oooh
Reminiscing bout all this drama
Them long nights getting no sleep worrying bout mama
She swear the boy was up in them streets trapping for commas
Kneeling praying to god for protection from them llamas
The pain and trauma
She said the neighborhood different, people moving and switching
Everybody not ya homie, they just there when you glisten
Don't let this go from ear to ear boy you better listen
Thought she was tripping got caught up lacking a nigga slipping
Damn what I'm supposed to do
You see how these niggas move
I'm starving they got the food
I'm drowning they out the pool
Been stuck in the mud, I made a plan now they want the tools
Got ice now they want some jewels
They mad cause I make the rules
I had to put myself on
In my hood the bullets covered in Teflon
Young niggas with vests on
Tryna makes plans and some bands to put they best on
We got to make ends meet
Money calls on the cell phone
When I'm down on my low
No one pick me up I dust my shoulders and go
I know I got some foes for sure
I play it slow
It's my time to grow
I just gotta glow I'm on the go
I got pain to show, can't stress my woes Baby
Woo sah you kill the vibes for me
You wanna
You Wanna smoke and get high with me
Baby woosah you said you ride for me
Don't gotta lie baby you not a vibe to me
So you singing
Why oh why
Why you gotta lie
To me
Tell me ooh why oh why
You gotta lie
To Me
Why oh why
Why you gotta lie
To me
Tell me ooh why oh why
You gotta lie
To Me
Down on my low
I dust my shoulders and go
For sho' I play it slow
I'm on the go
Whoa, cant stress my woes
You kill the vibes for me, vibes for me
Yow wanna smoke and get high with me, high with me
You said you ride for me, ride for me
Don't got to lie baby you not a vibe to me
So you saying
Why oh why
Why you gotta lie
To me
Tell me ooh why oh why
You gotta lie
To Me
Why oh why
Why you gotta lie
To me
Tell me ooh why oh why
You gotta lie
To Me
Credits
Writer(s): Damani Felton
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