Lay Low

In my city tryna lay low Past couple months I couldn't tell you where the days go In the clubs popping bottles the streets paid for My main hoe keep the pace slow on my say so All summer, gyal fi get knock down Streets fi get lock down I'm in the 2 door coupe I took the top down She want mess with a nigga because I popped now Baby go head and drop down We just put a hundred in the sky First class flights to Dubai We made it this far cause we tried Me and all my bruddas we tied I ride for my side, I'd die for my guys Might not make it Need all these long nights to start paying I Tell my niggas in the street to stay patient I'm just out here tryna re pay them All the plays that they gave me and I lay'd em I thank the lord for the trouble I been saved from All the bread that we've spent on vacation Now I'm out the city while the haters stay hating This point of my life is something like a transitional phase Hustling looking for additional pay Buddah and Tex preaching bout traditional trades While my niggas hitting them block for them mineral plays I went from having bitches for days Now the lady I'm in love with got traditional ways And all these old hoes just additional weight I learned it's not about the game It's about the shit that you say Just like it's not about the bread It's about the flips that you make Pedal to the floor it's all gas no breaks I hit the gas till it breaks I turn my back and they hate I put in pain but this shit was all fate The love was all fake I made a hunnid of hate I see my dogs I'm tryna put some food on they plate Make sure my people all safe And they pockets is straight EST run the place No need to explain, for real Might not make it Need all these long nights to start paying I tell my niggas in the street to stay patient I'm just out here tryna re pay them All the plays that they gave me and I Lay'd em I thank the lord for the trouble I been saved from All the bread that we've spent on vacation Now I'm out the city while the haters stay hating