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LowBatt

 

LowBatt

(专辑: Gravity - 2019)


See some boys inside my city never made it out
Fell in love with the noise and ain't make a sound
Got you looking like you're running round backwards
Thinking that you life a breeze cause of backwoods
Thank the Lord everyday cause we made it out
Only dropping if I need to never quiet down
What I got make the devils come after
Got me feeling like the slave and the masters

No time like cancer the prognosis
Cancel my schedule
Nigga I just need to focus
And you could do it too if you put all them thoughts in motion
Place them women catty corner to the goals that keep you going
Up inside my meetings like why the fuck we ain't touring
Got demand like HBO, book my show
Been murdering beats boy the case been closed
Not an attic but I'm higher then most

While you running out low batt
I'm picture perf Kodak
Snap snap, take a flick
Snap twice might take you chick
But I'm no home-wrecker
More like lonely investor
Giving game all semester
Come here and get this here lecture
Cause you running out low batt
Always on yo Snapchat
Always talking bout some bands
But yo mom ain't seen a rack
Live inside a palace
But yo talents ain't worth scrap
I'ma put mine in investments
Make that paper double stack

None of them niggas be listening
Guess Imma do it in triplets
Ball in my court, Imma go dribble it
Straight to the hoop, like I invented it
Straight to the loot, niggas ain't friend to ya
When I was broke, nobody feeling him
Now the harass, holler me too and
I hit the gas, I got the fuel and
I break a lil bred with my fam
Helping it last, calling for help
Ain't too much to ask
When you with mi casa su casa
Know boys with stripes that like footlocker
They love me cause I stay proper
And made it out with no problems
Don't let them haters kill you dreams
When they sleeping on your conscience
Don't them devils get between
When ya team got more to offer

While you running out low batt
I'm picture perf Kodak
Snap snap, take a flick
Snap twice might take you chick
But I'm no home-wrecker
More like lonely investor
Giving game all semester
Come here and get this here lecture
Cause you running out low batt
Always on yo Snapchat
Always talking bout some bands
But yo mom ain't seen a rack
Live inside a palace
But yo talents ain't worth scrap
I'ma put mine in investments
Make that paper double stack

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