Lyrics:
you gonna do? Where you gonna go? How you gonna live?
Bloody bullet holes, should have stayed safe, in with yo' shit, and laid low
(Anybody Killa)
condone
That ain't the case today though, demeanor on lay low
I'ma keep it cool, just chill, anger remain froze
It's all about the peace, good outlook
Want to be a baller shot caller
Twenty inch blades on the Impala
A caller gettin laid tonight
Swisher rolled tight gotta spray my ice
I hit
laid down low.
Though the storm-clouds may brew
Come what may this much I know
This love we share won't be lost
For deep roots are not withered by
Laid low by the hollow men
Play dead - Again
Laid low
Lay down
And no one will take notice of us
Every hour
Every day
Everywhere
Every time
Every
got wet up
Im on a mission, scrambling my enemies transmission
When he least expect it, run up in his h-q
Hi I.Q., every verse is e-q ued
Slither like
but he's laid low.
By her body in the isle of mist,
I saw him give her one last cold kiss,
One last cold kiss.
Of swans the people talk of only
please void it
Another minority becoming a statistic, damn
He's got the swag, so he's got to have a low IQ
Probably doesn't speak like me and you
At least
I'm a hood nigga
Where the streets ain't nothing good to ya
Tryna make a way
Live another day
Fucked up by a stray
Pray for better
I'm a hood nigga
it
Yeah, that's dope shit
I wrote this
To help me cope with uh
cll the bullshit
Low key cooler than the cool kids
Ruthless whenever I do this
IQ?
We both know it is low
But have you thought if it's
The only reason that I like you
Then you know, then you know
Then you know what that
Says of you
cyo shark high to the laid back vibes
The G pack provides all up in your rides
Shark low to the cooled out flow
Don't know now you know moving like
I choose my friends only far too well
I'm up on the pavement, they're all down in the cellar
With their government grants and my I.Q.
They brought
I choose my friends only far too well
I'm up on the pavement, they're all down in the cellar
With their government grants and my I.Q.
They brought
could be forgiven
For darker days left by the road
In a bag with all the clippings
Oh oh, it'll always come back, I know
However low it's laid
So so,
Don't let it take you by surprise
When it's all just a game
And the names all that changed
Just the same fixture same picture
Laid with a whole
I'm just ridin' and decidin' if I want someone to hold
No commitment, I'm just dippin', laid back and hittin' coast
California, sweet California
I
to an all-time low
Tarts have become the set to know
It's no crime for officers to
Do as they please
As long as they're discreet and
Keep clear of disease
We
I choose my friends only far too well
I'm up on the pavement, they're all down in the cellar
With their government grants and my I.Q.
They brought
the smoke
When you Layed on the floor
Granny house packed
But ya still having fun by the store
You just learn as you go
Can't call the police
They hate how we
don't remember the last time I laid on my pillow
I stared out the window too long
I pull up Akimbo
Split you like KimYe
My eyes have been low
I didn't
years we thought she prayed, by the bed where he had laid
But we only could assume, what went on in Grandma's room
And in a voice so low and mild
She
Yea I know u need someone to be right by you
But when I’m round you baby steady losing IQ
My thoughts consumed by ur perfume get out of my head get in
through the night
Marvelous outcomes by the night
Incredible psychic genes, reading through the lines
The ladder, I just incline
Wizardry all around, all
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