Low (feat. Young Lungs)

Been feeling low but I've been actin' just fine
I'd like to go, get up on a plane and just fly
I'd like a smoke, take away the pain on my mind
And now we putting in the work while I just wait for my time

Get on these planes and go to places that I want to be
I don't care when locals all be hating cause they wannabes
Feeling down but growin' up I feel ain't nobody stopping me
Give a fuck bout quantity Rather have that quality
Since I was young I always had a problem with authority
Back then had a mix up but I straighten my priorities
And like the majority most these rappers borin' me

They keep making all the same shit it's getting old to me

x2
Been feeling low but I've been actin' just fine
I'd like to go, get up on a plane and just fly

I'd like a smoke, take away the pain on my mind
And now we putting in the work while I just wait for my time

Double times 8 times a week you think I sleep (yuh)
You talkin' down on me that's blasphemy (that's blasphemy)
Homie would you blast for me?
Oh now you mad at me, cause I'm feeding my family?
And you living like a average man, that's stuck in traffic (yuh)
Tell me why so many hoes in my demographics sending pornographic photos to my email oh
So many females, but I do not want not even one of them
Grabbing the Glock in my face right in front of him (yuh)
Cause I deserve this I been working like my dick after jerkin'
Hard as fuck (yuh)
You sittin' up on that couch with that cigarette in your mouth bitching about some shit that you could figure out
Wondering what is wrong, and why you can't get paid laid
Now you hot throwing shade at everybody in your way
I guess that's just the way it go, a hoe gon' always be a hoe
And that's for sure



Credits
Writer(s): Cian Terence Patterson, Sebastian Schallenberg
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link