Lyrics:

if you know me on the low
then we ain't tight
I been chasing on this bag til the daylight
switching lanes and mobbin fastlane traffic
how you talkin
when your drip so tragic

fuck it up
let me fuck it up
let me focus on myself and get these digits yuh
I do it for the fam you never catch me slippin up
and if it ain't love it must be opposition
yuh

I know how to use a gun bitch I ain't flipping apple products
might just pull up on your main thing, star shopping, Nostradamus
zooted in the jeep with vans on my feet
yeah we keep it poppin
say you got a problem?
bitch, bet.
where you wanna meet up?

if you know me on the low
then we ain't tight
I been chasing on this bag til the daylight
switching lanes and mobbin fastlane traffic
how you talkin
when your drip so tragic

yeah I heard he got shot
wonder who did it
landed face first
chewin concreate sammich
never claimed shit but that defeats the purpose anyway
didn't know back then my problems would convince me
that I'm not okay
now I'm getting the bag
I might just make yo bitch laugh
I let her hit on the dab
before she shaking that ass
know I'm fucked up but the only time I'm normal
when my microphone ain't on me
and I haven't played a show

I've been moving through my city with my smithin tucked
pretty soon you gon see me in that bentley truck
my wrist cold as fuck
you down on your luck

if you know me on the low
then we ain't tight
I been chasing on this bag til the daylight
switching lanes and mobbin fastlane traffic
how you talkin
when your drip so tragic

shawty I don't need distractions
if I want it then I'll make it happen
until then I gotta hit the road
yeah smoke another blunt
play another show
2 bad bitches that's a threesome
hitting the collective when I need some
gas ain't free gotta run it up
snorkatje on the beat yeah we cookin up
yeah yeah

if you know me on the low
then we ain't tight
I been chasing on this bag til the daylight
switching lanes and mobbin fastlane traffic
how you talkin
when your drip so tragic

fuck it up
let me fuck it up
and shawty throw it back like a double cup
told me never trust a bitch when I'm drunk as fuck
and the plug just hit me up

if you know me on the low
then we ain't tight
I been chasing on this bag til the daylight
switching lanes and mobbin fastlane traffic
how you talkin
when your drip so tragic

I've been moving through my city with my smithin tucked
pretty soon you gon see me in that bentley truck
my wrist cold as fuck
you down on your luck

Daylight (prod. Snorkatje)

I detest anyone who sets me back
(ok)
I've been force-fed lies
But that shit ends today
Steady working on my mental
Tryina figure what was wrong
Put it in an instrumental
But I think it's just all this
Pent
Up
Anger
When life
Fucks
You over

I'm so sick and tired of the day to day it's killing me
Thought it was my problem til dissection how they treated me
This burning in my chest got me fired up like third degree
Fuck you bitch
I won't let you take control of me

Keep talking shit
And you might get hit ay
I've been stuck on peaceful
And I think its time for demon mode
Lined up everyone around me me
Just so I can prove I'm better
I don't hold a grudge
I'm just flexing on em

I detest anyone who sets me back
(ok)
I've been force-fed lies
But that shit? ends today
Steady working on my mental
Tryina figure what was wrong
Put it in an instrumental
But I think the time has come

I've been holding myself back
Only got two moods
Either angry or sad bitch
You know I cant choose
I've been murking all the haters
Solid alibi defense
Heard somebody pulled up on him
Put two bullets in his chest

I know you hate me
Couldn't give a fuck
Thought you could play me
Caught you slipping up
All of the bad ties
Severed just right
Call up the gang
Ain't no time for a fistfight
(x2)

I can't get caught up
You know I'm for real
I just step down on the gas
And made them tires start to peel
I don't wanna make music to appeal to the masses
I just wanna bang my head
No brain stem left

I can't get caught up
You know I'm for real
I just step down on the gas
And made them tires start to peel
I don't wanna make music to appeal to the masses
I just wanna bang my head
No brain stem left

I detest anyone who sets me back
(ok)
I've been force-fed lies
But that shit? ends today
Steady working on my mental
Tryina figure what was wrong
Put it in an instrumental
But I think it's all fucked up

Detest (prod. Kirk)

Daylight Hyperpop remix

Respawn

Walk right in
and you know I change the price like gas station
had to switch it up
can't get caught out
forever bag chasin
got her in her feelins
but dinero never done me wrong
sorry baby I can't get attached 
I'm just too far gone

i been out here coolin
yeah i'm chillin with my kinfolk
we been steady stacking up that paper
like a temple
if you need a lesson I can special order
overnight shipping
flip this shit like a magician
I'm just tryina see 10 milly

Please dont get it twisted 
I'm just tryina ball
If it's lonely at the top
then I'll make some calls 
Put my people on 
yeah
now the circle small
uh 
We don’t chase the fame
We just want it all


Moral of the story i'ma ball out til i'm dead
six feet under i'm still banging my head
calm lil fit and a pocket full of zig zags
send me up to heaven like ooh yeah
pullin up hot 
sum different homie
I ain't been movin the same since I lost the OG's

Just Tryina Ball

Scary Terry (Ft. Kalodous) (Prod. Apollo Young)

Hey Demo (prod. Snorkatje)

Toxic

Just tryina play shows til I die

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