In the streets I'm peepin' I trust you, no no All up in my mayne I on the low low
Say they really fake mess with you no mo' Closest people to you So I be solo
I'm on the low low on the low low on the low low I be rollin', I be rollin'
I'm on the low on the low low on the low low I be rollin', I be rollin' I'm on the low
Mo' yeah mo' problems What said it look like it true Used to be my But now I'm payed so tryna sue My got jaguars My garage look a zoo
Middle finger up for the Hope the hater isn't you Super cool, real cool You can feel like you friend But I trusting my money counter And that's the reason I count You saw the (Yeah)
I'm Thinking everybody wanna my riches Can't my money out my account 'Cause my teller get motion sickness Back and forth, b-back and From in the or right back in court
car built like a tank And my built like a fort go to war, I ain't George bush I promise ya'll I'm be prepared I ain't trusting my weapon either And that's the reason I a spare
In the I'm peepin' game I trust you, no no All up in my bigness I on the low low
Say they really fake mess with you no mo' Closest to you hate So I be solo
I'm on the low low on the low low on the low low I be rollin', I be rollin'
I'm on the low on the low low on the low low I be rollin', I be solo I'm on the low
I hangin' with none of ya'll Outcast [unverified] Win the grammy the family And all of you gon out
If you don't like it then out around and I see doubt I been known to get to the Like barrack is on speed Yeah all about me now
want ya and don't need ya You grind and get to the money And you ain't hungry I feed ya I hangin' with no hater
No faker, no I knew it big and say they did And tryna take my credit like stole If it's at the top
(Top) I'd be alone the closest people to ya The ones who guna do ya me for a broad I promise that I will no sleep Cause jenny crank can be freak But my bank account gone obese
In the streets I'm peepin' I can't you, no no All up in my bigness I on the low low
Say they really really Can't mess you no mo' people to you hate So I be solo
I'm on the low low on the low low on the low low I be rollin', I be rollin'
I'm on the low on the low low on the low low I be rollin', I be solo I'm on the low
I be, lower than low Light blunt I'm smoking the dro Choking, looking, never him And a drunk will get and I'll open the do full of smoke that means slower than slow
Feel like I'm trapped and there's to go So I, just pull out the (Blah) Put a fuckin' in the flo' Luda, I'm so dope wid the Trunk fulla speakers, pocket fulla
How would a wood chuck chuck If a wood could chuck wood Gripping on the Turn it it another stack I earned it it another [unverified]
Pull another Light blunt Burn it it it up Hear my flow, I it up Everybody grab gats
And hold em, load, em Lock em, em And aim it up it up Off in the sky Catch me rollin' off in the
26 em defenseless 45 always in the side your eyes See me
'Cause I keep And boys keep losing Plus I'm, the of the year Playas is and hos is choosing
at all the hos you losing Then at all the game I got And you can catch me on the low low Luda ridin' solo, the block
In the streets I'm game I trust you, no no All up in my bigness I on the low low
Say they really fake Can't with you no mo' people to you hate So I be solo
I'm on the low low on the low low on the low low I be rollin', I be rollin' I'm on the low
on the low low on the low low I be rollin', I be solo I'm on the low