In the streets I'm peepin' I can't you, no no All up in my bigness I on the low low
Say they really really Can't with you no mo' Closest 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
Mo' money mo' problems What biggy said it look like it to be my homeboy But now I'm so they tryna sue My garage got My garage like a zoo
Middle up for the haters Hope the hater here you Super cool, that's real You can feel like you friend But I ain't trusting my counter And the reason I count again You saw the (Yeah)
I'm everybody wanna take my riches Can't take my money out my 'Cause my teller get motion sickness Back and forth, and forth From in the streets or back in court
Candy car built like a And my crib built like a Let's go to war, I ain't bush I promise ya'll I'm be prepared Cause I ain't my weapon either And that's the reason I a spare
In the streets I'm game I trust you, no no All up in my bigness 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 rollin'
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 hangin' with none of like [unverified] Win the grammy the family And all of you gon out
If you don't like it then out Look around and I see I been known to get to the barrack is on speed dial Yeah it's all me now
want ya and don't need ya You don't grind and get to the And you ain't I won't feed ya I ain't hangin' with no
No faker, no I knew it big and they say did And take my credit like stole visa If lonely at the top
(Top) I'd rather be 'Cause the closest to ya The ones who do ya wrong Backstabbing me for a I promise that I will no sleep Cause jenny crank can be your But my account gone stay obese
In the streets I'm game I can't you, no no All up in my bigness I on the low low
Say they really really mess with you no mo' Closest 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 another blunt I'm smoking the dro Choking, looking, provoke him And a drunk will get and I'll open the do Lungs full of that means slower than slow
Feel like I'm and there's nowhere to go So I, just pull out the (Blah) Put a fuckin' hole in the Luda, I'm so wid the flow Trunk speakers, pocket fulla doe
How much would a wood chuck If a wood chuck could chuck on the wheel Turn it it Blow stack I earned it it another amp
Pull another another blunt Burn it it it up Hear my flow, I it up Everybody grab your
And em, load, sock em Lock em, em And aim it up it up Off in the sky Catch me rollin' off in the
26 Leave em 45 always tucked in the Open your See me
'Cause I winning And these keep losing I'm, the pimp of the year Playas is and hos is choosing
Look at all the hos you Then look at all the I got And you can me creepin' on the low low Luda ridin' solo, beatin' the
In the I'm peepin' game I can't you, no no All up in my bigness I on the low low
Say they really really mess with you no mo' Closest 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 solo I'm on the low