Paroles Lowlife par NASTII

I ain’t gon play around
If you gon stay around
Better go take these players off the map
I’m off a 40 now this sh*t a wrap
Feel like a pit how I’m ready to scrap
You came to flex with the bands in yo pockets
But I’m gonna leave w those mofuxking racks
Soon as I’m dripping I mix it with jack
Never gon say sh*t exterminate rats

B*t*h I deliver hate
Straight to wherever you stay
That’s just how we gone penetrate

Feel like I been here before
Once I kick in that door
Ain't no chance you gon get away

Ain't no one gonna save me
This sh*t get too crazy
So I’m doing drugs till those better days

Her man wanna fade me
How she misbehaving
Yeah we don’t just f**k
We gon fornicate
Chorus:
I ran up both side
With a 45
On my lowlife sh*t
I got my flow right
F**k a co-sign
Betta get off my d**k
Aim at the bow tie
We gon go live
Imma just talk my sh*t
I ran up both side
With a 45
On my lowlife sh*t
I’m on that low life sh*t
I’m on that strung out sh*t
I’m on that crowbar sh*t
I’m on that go hard sh*t

I’m on that low life sh*t
I’m on that strung out sh*t
I’m on that crowbar sh*t
I’m on that go hard sh*t

I be that gutter baby
I got no way to cope
Hunnid baby
On my way to the sto

We ain’t the same
You got nowhere to go
Beat the body lay em down and then
Stomp out that ho

I need my medicine
I need my bills paid
I need adrenaline
I need a big a blade
I need the opps to go f**k off for my sake
For they be scraping you up off the driveway

No compet**ion the pressure ain’t feel it
I need the money to hold up the ceiling
I spilled sum drugs on my jeans true religion
I got these drugs in my viens no Incision
What you been saying to me hieroglyphics
You only on cause of money and gimmicks
Why the UG only b*t*hes and critics
I be that radical criminalistic

I’m on that low life sh*t
I’m on that strung out sh*t
I’m on that crowbar sh*t
I’m on that go hard sh*t