Low

Lester, what up?
Uh huh
Uh huh
Yeah

Keep an eye on who you eatin' with
And the hand you feed 'em with
They'll bite off four of your fingers then I bet they plead the fifth
I never been a saint and never been a piece of shit
Mixin' meditation with the Hennessy and piff
Nothin' but the truth is gonna ever leave my lips
Been grindin' all my life homie, rest in peace to Nip'
And rest in peace to Mac too
Been tryna get a couple monkeys off my back too
When bad news feel as permanent as tattoos
You cannot be livin' in the past, let the present pass you
So pass me my presents while I exist
And I can smell my flowers inside of my sinuses
I still smell like teen spirit
Still puttin' out dope just to let the fiends hear it
Still Mike from 'round the way, man
I just got a little bit older
Little bit better, smarter, growner
Heart and shoulder little bit colder, uh

I been out of the way, I been out of the way
I keepin' it low
They got somethin' to say
They all got somethin' to say
Man, you already know
I been out of the way, I been out of the way
I keepin' it low
I know it's gonna change
I just gotta be patient
I know how it go

I been out of the way
Buildin' my blueprint, got me soundin' like Jay
Give 'em gems out thin air when my album is played
Puttin' work in, I'm never calling out for a day
What I get back, double the amount that I paid
Every crowd, every stage
Every ounce that I weighed
Every time my people ever kneeled down and they prayed
Made me the same motherfucka that they proud of today
I learned more from the quarantine than the party scene
Been done dirty so it's hard to keep my karma clean
And shit, I don't know what's above me
If there is somebody up there, I just hope that they don't judge me
Last time I saw Rich, he told me that he loved me
I'm forever grateful
Still I wish I could've helped to save you
Let me paint you a picture just like my brother would
What you wanna do ain't always what you should
And never over-explain what should be understood
Tryna grow the root of all evil
Now tell me somethin' good
When I die, where am I gon' rest my soul?
I hope I get to heaven's gate before the devil knows, shit
This is more than a sinner here
Smokin' strong, drinkin' beers to make problems disappear
Realized I can't let my inner fears interfere
Keep my vision clear
Never same shit, different year
I can't be stagnant
Feelin' stuck as a magnet
Like back when I was trappin' for tuition with some empty cabinets
Now I'm baggin' women so attractive they could win a pageant
Fantastic shit I couldn't imagine way back then
Moving forward, I'ma be on my way
My opps wanna switch places like it's Freaky Friday
Can't believe I've reached strangers with some words that I say
Low key, switchin' lanes while I'm riding this highway
Wassup?