Aye yo
They want me to lay low
They want me to stay broke
But I'm feeling it
I'm killing it
Murdering
Anything in front of me encourage it
Test me
Make me stronger mentally
Always mind my own
Why they always meddling
Aiming for the throne
Why they always settling
The journey is the prize
Our mothers watch us fall see the hurting in their eyes
And all we want to do is make it better
And all we seem to do is make them sweat it
When they feel like we don't get it
My my homie Bobby ate a bullet like a vitamin
He ain't want to give up his wallet for the life of him
I headbutt a bullet walked out the hospital
Bobby came and told me homie anything is possible
Even though we got a way to go we're still breathing
Even though we're feeling chained by our inner demons
Can you can you feel me
If it didn't kill me it fueled me
To improve me
It's a new me
Nothing to it got to do it
I'm feeling it
Nothing to it got to do it
I'm feeling it
Nothing to it got to do it
I'm feeling it
I'm feeling it aye I'm feeling it
Aye yo
They want me to lay low
They want me to stay broke
But I'm feeling it
I'm killing it
They want me down on that corner with my eyes closed
So they could drive by hit and let me die slow
Cause I've been having dreams of living like I'm Pablo
And nightmares of running off from the 5 0
Something always happen when I show face
Court case
So youngins chasing the whole plate
I don't wait
I'm patient I'm in my own brace
On probation in case I'm making it home late
I'm a different type of youngin because I won't rest
Not amused by dirty women and Moet
This month I could've bought a new Rolex
Then I'd be tripping like where the hell do we go next
Let me show you how it feels when you got nothing left
I just learned a lesson my weapon is feeling blessed
I be touching all the felons when they feel depressed
This what I tell them when they wonder how I deal with stress
Nothing to it got to do it
I'm feeling it
Nothing to it got to do it
I'm feeling it
Nothing to it got to do it
I'm feeling it
I'm feeling it aye I'm feeling it
Aye yo
They want me to lay low
They want me to stay broke
But I'm feeling it
Got the will to win
Nothing to it got to do it
I'm feeling it
Nothing to it got to do it
I'm feeling it
Nothing to it got to do it
I'm feeling it
I'm feeling it aye I'm feeling it
Aye yo
They want me to lay low
They want me to stay broke
But I'm feeling it
I'm killing it
Lay Low (feat. Young Moe) Video (MV)
Performed By: Amaar X Siege
Language: English
Length: 3:10
Written by: Amaar Zaheer, Mohammed Abdelaziz, Suhaib Zaheer
Amaar X Siege - Lay Low (feat. Young Moe) Lyrics
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English
Aye yo
They want me to lay low
They want me to stay broke
But I'm feeling it
I'm killing it
Murdering
Anything in front of me encourage it
Test me
Make me stronger mentally
Always mind my own
Why they always meddling
Aiming for the throne
Why they always settling
The journey is the prize
Our mothers watch us fall see the hurting in their eyes
And all we want to do is make it better
And all we seem to do is make them sweat it
When they feel like we don't get it
My my homie Bobby ate a bullet like a vitamin
He ain't want to give up his wallet for the life of him
I headbutt a bullet walked out the hospital
Bobby came and told me homie anything is possible
Even though we got a way to go we're still breathing
Even though we're feeling chained by our inner demons
Can you can you feel me
If it didn't kill me it fueled me
To improve me
It's a new me
Nothing to it got to do it
I'm feeling it
Nothing to it got to do it
I'm feeling it
Nothing to it got to do it
I'm feeling it
I'm feeling it aye I'm feeling it
Aye yo
They want me to lay low
They want me to stay broke
But I'm feeling it
I'm killing it
They want me down on that corner with my eyes closed
So they could drive by hit and let me die slow
Cause I've been having dreams of living like I'm Pablo
And nightmares of running off from the 5 0
Something always happen when I show face
Court case
So youngins chasing the whole plate
I don't wait
I'm patient I'm in my own brace
On probation in case I'm making it home late
I'm a different type of youngin because I won't rest
Not amused by dirty women and Moet
This month I could've bought a new Rolex
Then I'd be tripping like where the hell do we go next
Let me show you how it feels when you got nothing left
I just learned a lesson my weapon is feeling blessed
I be touching all the felons when they feel depressed
This what I tell them when they wonder how I deal with stress
Nothing to it got to do it
I'm feeling it
Nothing to it got to do it
I'm feeling it
Nothing to it got to do it
I'm feeling it
I'm feeling it aye I'm feeling it
Aye yo
They want me to lay low
They want me to stay broke
But I'm feeling it
Got the will to win
Nothing to it got to do it
I'm feeling it
Nothing to it got to do it
I'm feeling it
Nothing to it got to do it
I'm feeling it
I'm feeling it aye I'm feeling it
Aye yo
They want me to lay low
They want me to stay broke
But I'm feeling it
I'm killing it
They want me to lay low
They want me to stay broke
But I'm feeling it
I'm killing it
Murdering
Anything in front of me encourage it
Test me
Make me stronger mentally
Always mind my own
Why they always meddling
Aiming for the throne
Why they always settling
The journey is the prize
Our mothers watch us fall see the hurting in their eyes
And all we want to do is make it better
And all we seem to do is make them sweat it
When they feel like we don't get it
My my homie Bobby ate a bullet like a vitamin
He ain't want to give up his wallet for the life of him
I headbutt a bullet walked out the hospital
Bobby came and told me homie anything is possible
Even though we got a way to go we're still breathing
Even though we're feeling chained by our inner demons
Can you can you feel me
If it didn't kill me it fueled me
To improve me
It's a new me
Nothing to it got to do it
I'm feeling it
Nothing to it got to do it
I'm feeling it
Nothing to it got to do it
I'm feeling it
I'm feeling it aye I'm feeling it
Aye yo
They want me to lay low
They want me to stay broke
But I'm feeling it
I'm killing it
They want me down on that corner with my eyes closed
So they could drive by hit and let me die slow
Cause I've been having dreams of living like I'm Pablo
And nightmares of running off from the 5 0
Something always happen when I show face
Court case
So youngins chasing the whole plate
I don't wait
I'm patient I'm in my own brace
On probation in case I'm making it home late
I'm a different type of youngin because I won't rest
Not amused by dirty women and Moet
This month I could've bought a new Rolex
Then I'd be tripping like where the hell do we go next
Let me show you how it feels when you got nothing left
I just learned a lesson my weapon is feeling blessed
I be touching all the felons when they feel depressed
This what I tell them when they wonder how I deal with stress
Nothing to it got to do it
I'm feeling it
Nothing to it got to do it
I'm feeling it
Nothing to it got to do it
I'm feeling it
I'm feeling it aye I'm feeling it
Aye yo
They want me to lay low
They want me to stay broke
But I'm feeling it
Got the will to win
Nothing to it got to do it
I'm feeling it
Nothing to it got to do it
I'm feeling it
Nothing to it got to do it
I'm feeling it
I'm feeling it aye I'm feeling it
Aye yo
They want me to lay low
They want me to stay broke
But I'm feeling it
I'm killing it
Writer: Amaar Zaheer, Mohammed Abdelaziz, Suhaib Zaheer
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid