Lowlife

I was walking in the dead night... uh
Had to go and my head right... yeah

And I'm keeping my head high
Cannot fuck with my friends like
No I can't treat the hoes right
Know that she think I'm a lowlife

She deliver the bands for me
And they know she don't dance for free
Had to get it, had to take mine
Guala coming through the grapevine

Don't want liquor they want red wine
Celebrated for the tenth time
Bodies coming from the MTL
Always wondered what the French like

In the city I like red light
Wanna count up the dead guys
I drop the top for the best time
I got muscle I flex mine

Heard you wanted to talk tonight
I'm wondering what I should drop tonight
And I wanted to walk the line
I'm telling you baby, you off my mind

You were never a friend to me
You talk on my name but it's all a lie
Now they wanna depend on me
You can't get a dollar it's all of mine

I don't fuck with the show biz
Where were you when I was hopeless
And I want you to know this
That lately I move with the motions

Meet my Brodie where the dope is
I ain't fucking with no broke kids
On the Lucy I can focus
I just need it for the moment

I just need it for the moment
Now I feel golden
I got bottles like a pop star
I was wavy when I wrote this

And she wanna see the town with me
I was going where the Pope is
Icebox where I'm meant to be
I was living in the coldest...

And I'm keeping my head high
Cannot fuck with my friends like
No I can't treat the hoes right
Know that she think I'm a lowlife

She deliver the bands for me
And they know she don't dance for free
Had to get it, had to take mine
Guala coming through the grapevine



Credits
Writer(s): Jaylen Jacobs
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