Lyrics:
through, gotta make the hoes wait
Roll at my own pace, nigga don't hate
Fuck all you fat fuckers leanin' up against my paint
Ice Cube, I still low
low)
I'm from the hood and that's how shit go
Say I'm too hood, might be
Don't give a damn what you think about me
Say I'ma goon, that's me
Don't give
tell me I can make it
To the top even by my lonely
Know the succas watching so
I got to stay low-key
As I look around
I see these niggas aint for me
Why
shit, huh, Dre?
Oh, for sho'
Yeah
Check me out
It's still Dre, Day nigga, AK, nigga
Though I've grown a lot, can't keep it home a lot
'Cause when
he sit in coach, hate to see me walk past 'em
Young, black, pants sag, headphones blastin'
Know what he askin', "how did he manage?"
"With all
Surely they shall gather
Surely they shall scatter
It doesn't matter what they be say about me
It doesn't matter what they be plan against me
With
(come on)
You gotta watch a nigga just coming home in a game
Cause on the low we may just be trying to go against the grain
I never figured this
myself to gather strength from the inner
I gots to fight back against the powers that be
Cause the powers that be be, tryin to fight me
Standin
Lean low with it, get low with it
Can you work it, can you twerk it, do a show with it
Lean low with it, get low with it
Shake that bitch up
opponents
This a easy win
Nigga God chose us
If you ain't against us
You gone get richer
Started to it Finish
The goal every time
Thats how we coming
look at the rate of
My insecurity, but I can't believe me
The ugly truth, versus a beautiful lie, I can't decide
Chival-by joints, when I tape
neglected
Cause lately I've been processing being alone
Disconnect from my soul
I'm against my thoughts they provoke
Me to question the value of my existence
drinkin lean and I ain't gonna cough
Ima let them boys know how far I can go
Ima just wreck down on the fuckin down low
Keep my shit optimo in my mouth
broken
By Your amazing grace
By Your amazing grace
Oh how deep Your love
Rolling like an ocean over me
An ocean over me
Oh how deep Your love
No height
a damn line
Pop trunk, surround
Me and my partnas, yeah you know we comin down
Diamonds in our grill
Tell me how ya feel
Nigga wassup, yeah we got gold
, for instance
Which is of minor importance except to
Me but also in reporting world
News how can a free people
Make decisions without facts? If
The press
to drop it low and low and low and low and low
Tell her to whine it slow
Tell her to drop it low and low
But tell me what you fiening for
Saw her hoping
back up against a thorn
Low down in the valley
And there she had two pretty babies born
Down by the greenwood side
But she had nothing to wrap them
yeah)
They want me to fall off
But we still ain't there
Me against the world, but for them
It still ain't fair (Oh)
They see my bank accounts, say "Bryson
deep
Keep them snakes out business
Cant let them get too deep no
If you fwm then you gotta show me how you coming
I dont go by word of mouth
Cuz niggas
Father
Please forgive them for what they do not know
This that shit that make MC's duck down low This that shit that make MC's duck down low This
What up, okay if you ain't know it be one of the best of all time
Busta bust for short, for some better know me bust' rhymes
(What's good?) maintainin'
a washed rapper that never got the chance to pop
Yuh
I feel like the industry has a boycott against me
Or my name written on the blacktop
Like I've done sum
on
You are my best friend, and I wish you were here
It's hard to realize there were thoughts we didn't share
You take me high and low, high and low
I
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