Fog Down Low
When the fog down low
I run low and i hid
I drive slow wit some spliffs
Free my mind of all this
I hate going home
When I'm sober over in
Fluence, I'm nauseous
I'm done stumbling
When the fog down low
I move extra cautious
Cause Im swerving down strets
No one can stop meh
Down this slippery slope
I'm desperate getting tired
Always looking foe hope
Know nobody eva gonna
Let me flow
Keep me locked up pretty
Pretty insane, I'm pretty and caged
Actin hot, im pretty enraged
Keep me locked mic less
In the city of trayyy-ffic
Stay onna roll
I be spitting up plans in
Ways to get my card
Just to read uh accept its
Getting hella awkward
Always using my friends cent
Neva pay em down
Always feeling hell guilteh
Say it all be cool
But that's not how I'm brought up
Always stand straight
Or get quicked like uh martyr
I stay true to own beliefs
Then get snuffed in the process
Yuh that's how mama raised me
To protect me from fatha
Grown from the sands
Of the pitiful
Martians
Red rocks on the street
Whole neighborhood
Watching
Howned down on da son's
Who had trouble
To spark it
Blades swung out the flame
Prise visit from
Fatha
Big ol burley man
Bass move wit his feet
So it was easy to sneak
In some joy foe da week
Ah
Packed uh heavy hand
Foe sleepin uh bit
I was taught just to fib
Bout the bust on my lips
Pop
Always had an issue to be perfect
Lips shut to the world
Or they hurting
Someone ask me, if the traumas got me workin
On the paintings over beats
Shed some purpose
Follow mwuah
Thru the meadow
Thru the trees
Where we let go
And feel freedom
Bustin out mah greens
Just to feel a little meaning
What it means to feel something
When we smokin up mah trees
I can dream for the minute
But my nightmares
Snap back it's an everyday thing
I thought California
Where the sun always gleams
But darkness comes around
Holding P.T.S.D
The light gets dimmer as it keeps
Approaching
I ain't been living my life eazy
I been crackin egg shells
Wishin problems scramble leave me
But they given me hell
I wish they was over easy
But the devil prevails
I been confused since I's a baby
Blame the egg my mom had
I been taught since i's a baby
To just keep my mouth shut
Had a life that's awfully crazy
But was told to shut up
Abuse ain't even phase me
Till I spoke the fuck up
Now my guardians always saying
To just move the fuck on
But I ain't like that
Get it off my chest
I ain't like that
Fist swangin from my parents
I can't fight back
Leave my fuckin traumas in the past
Always bites back
They always bites back, bruh
When the fog down low
I run low and i hid
I drive slow wit some spliffs
Free my mind of all this
I hate going home
When I'm sober over in
Fluence, I'm nauseous
I'm done stumbling
When the fog down low
I move extra cautious
Cause Im swerving down strets
No one can stop meh
Down this slippery slope
I'm desperate getting tired
Always looking foe hope
Know nobody eva gonna
Let me flow
I run low and i hid
I drive slow wit some spliffs
Free my mind of all this
I hate going home
When I'm sober over in
Fluence, I'm nauseous
I'm done stumbling
When the fog down low
I move extra cautious
Cause Im swerving down strets
No one can stop meh
Down this slippery slope
I'm desperate getting tired
Always looking foe hope
Know nobody eva gonna
Let me flow
Keep me locked up pretty
Pretty insane, I'm pretty and caged
Actin hot, im pretty enraged
Keep me locked mic less
In the city of trayyy-ffic
Stay onna roll
I be spitting up plans in
Ways to get my card
Just to read uh accept its
Getting hella awkward
Always using my friends cent
Neva pay em down
Always feeling hell guilteh
Say it all be cool
But that's not how I'm brought up
Always stand straight
Or get quicked like uh martyr
I stay true to own beliefs
Then get snuffed in the process
Yuh that's how mama raised me
To protect me from fatha
Grown from the sands
Of the pitiful
Martians
Red rocks on the street
Whole neighborhood
Watching
Howned down on da son's
Who had trouble
To spark it
Blades swung out the flame
Prise visit from
Fatha
Big ol burley man
Bass move wit his feet
So it was easy to sneak
In some joy foe da week
Ah
Packed uh heavy hand
Foe sleepin uh bit
I was taught just to fib
Bout the bust on my lips
Pop
Always had an issue to be perfect
Lips shut to the world
Or they hurting
Someone ask me, if the traumas got me workin
On the paintings over beats
Shed some purpose
Follow mwuah
Thru the meadow
Thru the trees
Where we let go
And feel freedom
Bustin out mah greens
Just to feel a little meaning
What it means to feel something
When we smokin up mah trees
I can dream for the minute
But my nightmares
Snap back it's an everyday thing
I thought California
Where the sun always gleams
But darkness comes around
Holding P.T.S.D
The light gets dimmer as it keeps
Approaching
I ain't been living my life eazy
I been crackin egg shells
Wishin problems scramble leave me
But they given me hell
I wish they was over easy
But the devil prevails
I been confused since I's a baby
Blame the egg my mom had
I been taught since i's a baby
To just keep my mouth shut
Had a life that's awfully crazy
But was told to shut up
Abuse ain't even phase me
Till I spoke the fuck up
Now my guardians always saying
To just move the fuck on
But I ain't like that
Get it off my chest
I ain't like that
Fist swangin from my parents
I can't fight back
Leave my fuckin traumas in the past
Always bites back
They always bites back, bruh
When the fog down low
I run low and i hid
I drive slow wit some spliffs
Free my mind of all this
I hate going home
When I'm sober over in
Fluence, I'm nauseous
I'm done stumbling
When the fog down low
I move extra cautious
Cause Im swerving down strets
No one can stop meh
Down this slippery slope
I'm desperate getting tired
Always looking foe hope
Know nobody eva gonna
Let me flow
Credits
Writer(s): Waylin Flaza
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