LowBatt

See some boys inside my city never make it out
Fell in love with noise and ain’t make a sound
Got you looking like 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 whole schedule
Nigga i 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 im higher then most
You running out
Low batt
Im picture perf koadak
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 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 the paper double stack
None of them niggas be listening
Guess I should do it in triplets
Ball in my court ima 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 like footlocker
That love me cause i stayed proper
And made it out with no problems
Don’t let them haters kill you dreams
When they slept 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 koadak
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 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 the paper double stack