Lay Low ft. Swaves Lyrics

Had to lay low, you know this how this game go

I had to lay low, you know this how this game go

I had to lay low, you know this how this game go

I had to lay low, you know this how the

Out of gas, they ready to take em to charge

Do this shit for OGs, that was weighing that hard

Now they roaming them yards, show the young nigga how to get on

Play the cut when it's hot, money don't like a loose squad

Rarely speak, but when I do, it's straight drop

Don't be wifing shit with mileage, when past creep up, it be toxic

Get you lane out the gossip

And if it so happens that you god sent

You know how the mosh pit third party then pop in

Just know that they watchin'

When they Rico up your whole squadron

No features cause it's me and these rappers have nothing in common

They switch colors like they Rodman

Your bitch break a household up for this Johnson

I hit that shit up with caution, pull up to the trap bumpin' dolphin

I had to lay low, too much pressure for my opps, watch em break slow

Too much shine in my nest, watch her slang throat

Too much heat on my name, had to lay low

Too much pressure on the opps, watch em break slow

I had to lay low, too much pressure for my opps, watch em break slow

Too much shine on my neck, watch her slang throat

Too much heat on my name, had to lay low

Got the glow like a halo

Contract like a shooter's on the payroll

Still count the same even if the pay slow

You niggas funny money, all you niggas play dough

I used to wish for better days just to make more

Shout out my nigga Lay, treat him like Pedro

I started from scratch like cheffing alfredo

Niggas talkin' Rollie, icin' out the Seiko

Nigga, case closed, you dealin' with the best

So acknowledge it, school of hard knocks full ride on the scholarship

One thing about the street code, I'ma honor it

We had so much green, you would think we harvest it

Get your money, nigga, but I'm low-key kinda pissed

You think this shit a game, playin' with this rhymin' shit

Start with an eighth of Caine, that'll get you kinda rich

That's just state time that you gotta plot against

I kick it for my niggas that startin' the next chapter

Niggas in the feds callin' me the best rapper

You get respect first, then you get a check after

We turn your album on just to get the best laughter

This ain't stand up, I'm on a mission just to get these bands up

If you scared to make a dollar, lil' nigga, man up

Seen dreams shatter like glass hittin' the canvas

Outta sight, outta mind after they ran up

I had to lay low

Too much pressure for they eyes, watch em' break slow

Too much shine on my neck, watch this flame throw

Too much heat on my name, had to lay low

Too much pressure for they eyes, watch em' break slow

I had to lay low

Too much pressure for my opps, watch em' break slow

Too much shine on my neck, watch this flame throw

Too much heat on my name, had to lay low