CHANNELSHAOLIN - LOW Lyrics

Everybody wanna taste of the good life
Huge
Stack of doe
With the bright lights
So you gotta stay fresh
For a low price
What a day
What a day for a good sight
You don't really need cash
For the good life
Yeah I'm living straight broke
I'm a low life
Dang
Yeah I had sell my xbox
Yeah I had to sell my Tv
Yeah I had to do all that
For studio time
Everybody know that I'm on my grind
Yeah I'm on my grind
Loosing my time
Put the money on the line
For my people on the side
So you better get it right
So we kickin it
Chilling right near the premesis
We all hold it down
Vividly
Screw all my enemies
Yeah all pretend to bes
Yeah I got the energy
Inner flee
Fly
Sting like a bee
Smart on a certain degree
Yeah I carry it
High self esteem
So I cherish It
Wonderfully
Throwing these punches
Y'all going to sleep
Getting the z's
Triple amount
Never boycotting
Shit
Getting
Allowances but not anymore
Cause I'm too old for that shit
My parents are like
You too damn expensive
For a young kid
Enough of this crazyness

Why you tryna to play me on the low
Why you tryna to get it on the low
Why you tryna
Make make dough on the low
Who trying fool on the low
Y'all ain't makin shit
Get it
Get it
Yeah all
All on the low
Yeah we get all on the low

Ya
F*ckin with infinite
Who you
Thinking you is
Food on my mind plate
And you know we all biz
Yeah we
Finna get biz
Watch out
For nigga just bust in your crib
Now you ain't shit
Why you be backing up
Cats they be steady attacking ya
Yeah they be scratching ya
Nigga got robbed on my block
Bout a week ago
Threw his id in my
Front yard
Cops banging on the front door
Dad said I don't know where he is
But I caught him on my camera
Nah He ain't really have the stamina
He ain't make it that far
Nah He amateur

Nah nah he ain't low
Nah nah niggas aint low
Niggas aint low

Why you tryna to play me on the low
Why tryna try to get it on the low


Panicking
Head to the ceiling
Mind dosing off
From the damages
Haters spite this
Like winners
Facin the cameras
All of you jokers amateurs
Dropping like its hammer time
Near the canvases
Chilling right near my premesis
Shoulders be steady Dustin them
Off
So effortless
Y'all
Left speechless
These jokers left in amazement
As they study my linguistics
Why you creeping
I'm not the victim
Keep my bitch on lock
Like the system
Water sipping
No slippin
Steady
Preaching
No deacon
All these demons deceasing
With the rhythm
I give em
What I give em
Drop dead
From the heatwave
I'm spitting
You caught a L
Like that
Good riddance
My team isn't
We still kick it
The feans driven
I feel lifted
Don't mean to brag
But always stand tall
That's oak tree
Vivid
Such an image
That's flat screen
Chillin near the civic
Where the trash be
Smell like shit
If you ask me
Yeah I got skills
Call me crafty
Call it automatic
Cause the hustle
Never stop
Charged guilty
Young black man
Tryna fit into society
All I see is death that surrounds me
Oop that reminds me
Story let me tell it in a different way
Yeah we all finna fade away
Like Ashes
Let it sit on the metal tray
Let it meditate
Let me meditate
Knock a joker out
Like the light is
Hope ya haters spite this
Right

Cause ya'll niggas aint low
Nah ya'll aint low
Nah nah jokers aint low
Nah ya'll jokers aint low
Nah nah nobody low low
Nah nah nah
Nah you aint low
Nah you aint low
Nah nah nah you aint low