In the streets I'm peepin' I trust you, no no All up in my bigness I on the low low
Say they really really Can't mess you no mo' Closest to you hate So I be rollin'
I'm on the low low on the low low on the low low I be rollin', I be rollin'
I'm on the low on the low low on the low low I be rollin', I be rollin' I'm on the low
Mo' money yeah mo' What biggy it look like it true Used to be my But now I'm payed so tryna sue My garage got My look like a zoo
Middle finger up for the Hope the hater here you cool, that's real cool You can feel you gotta friend But I trusting my money counter And that's the reason I count You saw the (Yeah)
I'm everybody wanna take my riches Can't my money out my account 'Cause my teller get motion sickness and forth, b-back and forth From in the or right back in court
Candy car built a tank And my crib like a fort Let's go to war, I ain't George I promise I'm gone be prepared Cause I ain't trusting my either And that's the reason I a spare
In the streets I'm game I trust you, no no All up in my mayne I on the low low
Say really really fake mess with you no mo' Closest people to you So I be solo
I'm on the low low on the low low on the low low I be rollin', I be solo
I'm on the low on the low low on the low low I be rollin', I be solo I'm on the low
I ain't with none of ya'll Outcast [unverified] Win the grammy the family And all of you gon out
If you like it then peace out Look and I see doubt I known to get to the presidents barrack is on speed dial Yeah all about me now
Don't ya and don't need ya You grind and get to the money And you ain't hungry I won't ya I ain't with no hater
No faker, no I knew it big and say they did And tryna take my credit like visa If it's at the top
(Top) I'd be alone 'Cause the people to ya The ones who guna do ya Backstabbing me for a I promise that I will no sleep jenny crank can be your freak But my bank gone stay obese
In the I'm peepin' game I can't you, no no All up in my mayne I on the low low
Say they really really Can't with you no mo' people to you hate So I be solo
I'm on the low low on the low low on the low low I be rollin', I be solo
I'm on the low on the low low on the low low I be rollin', I be rollin' I'm on the low
I be, lower than low Light another I'm smoking the dro Choking, looking, never him And a drunk will get and I'll open the do Lungs of smoke that means slower than slow
Feel like I'm trapped and nowhere to go So I, just out the bazooka (Blah) Put a fuckin' hole in the Luda, I'm so wid the flow Trunk fulla speakers, fulla [unverified]
How much would a wood chuck If a wood chuck could chuck Gripping on the Turn it it Blow stack I it earned it Blow [unverified]
Pull another Light blunt Burn it it it up Hear my flow, I it up Everybody your gats
And hold em, load, em em, cock em And aim it up it up Off in the sky Catch me off in the ride
26 em defenseless 45 tucked in the side Open eyes See me
I keep winning And these keep losing Plus I'm, the pimp of the Playas is hatin' and hos is
at all the hos you losing Then look at all the I got And you can catch me on the low low Luda solo, beatin' the block
In the I'm peepin' game I trust you, no no All up in my bigness I on the low low
Say really really fake Can't with you no mo' Closest people to you So I be rollin'
I'm on the low low on the low low on the low low I be rollin', I be rollin' I'm on the low
on the low low on the low low I be rollin', I be rollin' I'm on the low