paroles de chanson Lows and Ups - willivonka

Life has more lows than ups
While I'm sober up
But as soon as I hit the blunt
These words just overcome
Inside my brain
Inside thy came
Inside I train
For me to be the one to make the
Sideline changes
So outrages
Southside matrix
No apprentice
Do this shit all alone
With a pen and paper
And my venomous flow
Yet I have never showed
How I could flip a beat
On top of this fucking road

That bitch don't wanna fuck so get the fuck off my dick unh
Use to call me back in the day and now
She don't even miss unh
Fuck with shit
I don't need no fucking bitch
Pull up some smoke and then fuck up some shit
I'm gonna flip
I'm gonna flip
I'm bipolar
In a folder
Only thing that been hollow
Is a safe inside of my heart
Inside of it so many scars
Inside of it so many lies
Inside of it so much disguise

Now it's fucking up my mind yeah

Popped a Senzu Bean
Now we gonna heal now yea
I bet you gonna hear it and then freak out yeah
Will be changing flows like its a bitch blouse
What
What

Dropped out school
Was it hard to choose
I just wanted money and homies
In a booth
Pass by no loose
Ends
I be on an undercover mission
I just tryna find my way where the truth is
I was counting up bands but I got nothing left
Cause I burned it all up to some motherfucking nuisance
Who said
You can't get bread with the thing
That gets you moving
Boy you better get to choosing
Love infuse with
Then don't lose it
Turning prudent
Where's my coolant
Better calm down
And then drop the shooting
I ain't losing
Woah

People turn up
While they hide the lows
What are the pros
To live like your decomposed
In thoughts that simply just not yours
But of the ones that are so close to you
Yall might think what am I suppose to do
Compensate for sins you choose to do

But it don't matter what you did
All that matters but what you doing
It don't matter what you did
All that matters but what you doing
It don't matter what you did

Life has more lows than ups
While I'm sober up
But as soon as I hit the blunt
These words just overcome
Inside my brain
Inside thy came
Inside I train
For me to be the one to make the
Sideline changes
So outrages
Southside matrix
No apprentice
Do this shit all alone
With a pen and paper
And my venomous flow
Yet I have never showed
How I could flip a beat
On top of this fucking road