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Nah, everything ain't rosy
But I'm so comfortable in my own skin, it's cozy
When I make moves, it's low key
Cause I got foes
Hot hoes wanna expose me

The only life I get

I get to hold you close
With the lights down low
And dance real slow (whoa, whoa)
When you hear this song
And when I'm gone
I

it's pack
I'm one of the ones that can turn up the city
She told me to sign me my name right on her -
Then we get low when it start getting sticky
I'm in

Either live for something or just kick the bucket
Always stick to subject, lose grip for nothing
Some will turn you down off o' pure assumption
But

the charts babe you feeling it too
Handcuff my hands behind my back with the lights down low
You provide the light our love ain't for show
Now my turn to make

gettin' low
With my bright skin shawty, call her light show
She like Reese I'm tryna light that
Show love, she hold me down like an ice pack
It's big

huhhh
I been left with no lights
A low life
A no life
But baby I'm still kicking
Put that on life
Like your life
That's alright
As long as you here with

down low

I'm back with a vengeance
When you found me I know your hand went straight for the kill switch
But you can't kill this
Drive will keep on going

lows
Imma be alright I been riding it by my lone 
Uh
Love me not
Do you love me
I cannot forget about the love we had 
Tell me baby do you love me 
Know

freak
I be loading up the clip
While I drive down the street
Fucked around and dropped a couple
They fell under the seat
Now I'm on rock, on rock
Shorty

M&M's
Got them chocolate drop eyes
Every time she walking by me she be dropping my eyes
Down low down low, she drop it low
Yeah she Glowy like my final

Let's do it
Turn the lights down low, let me spark my blunt, get in my zone
Ryco they gotta know who the one is by now, you know I'm talkin' bout

song so you gotta a little more
Bump in the trunk and the funk comes free (um)
That's what you gettin' when you mess with me
So light up your grill
Fill

turn to ghost
Energy knew that I'll go so low
Found out the script yeah you put on a show
Time is expensive I'm going so broke
Damn I've lost a lot

the house cold
Smash the beat like the limiters down low
And all without a stutter like that pig in the outro
Everything I didn't say's a mouth full
But what

could be gettin' real close and tight
Let's call it a night
If we call it a night
Baby
Let's call it a night
So turn out the light

Choppa home chop off yo fro 
I chopp ya then murder she wrote 
Find yo ass dead down the road
I turn yo face red like a rose 
I’m thuggin I’m counting up

blue lights, the cops gon' have to shoot me down
Before I let them set the play, and my mood got a different round
I can't put you in the business,

the light,
See my future getting bright,
Bad decisions paid the price,
Took my turn and rolled the dice,

And the outcome wasn’t right,
Had me blind losing my

people that ain't grow and wanted me to grow em
I know some people on the low that had already told em
If you ain't reachin' for the top than you down

Now I lay em down to sleep
I thank the Lord I got my heat
If I should die it's no mistake
You see me getting caught
That's a no go
Go
Cam shoot you

in this mold that
I've been told could turn copper into gold and back
Propping my lean against the bar counter
Shots for the rabble by the hour
Sour

Spark by Legin
I really hope these strings will communicate my heart/
And if they don't I just pray that they'll be a start/
What I can't say I place

Punk motherfuckers ain't down with this
Only real Rydas up in this bitch
Let 'em know!
I'm a Ryda, y'all crew ain't nothin'
But soft-ass shit talk
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