White Lows Lyrics

What's the price of life

Tell me what's the cost is

I just wanna live like a fucking boss live

How you talking bout a win and you ain't took no losses

Niggas talking down like I wasn't right there with em

Every time you get into it these niggas change like the weather

You'll be going thru hell and that be heaven to a nigga

Head up stack it tall

Shit gone get better for us nigga

On my momma I'm gone ball and I won't carry on em' nigga

I ain't carrying no niggas, what help

I been grinding at this shit by myself

Y'all can keep the street shit nigga my shit top shelf

On my thriller mike jack it's getting scary for em

These niggas my sons talk crazy I'm gone take off my belt

Everybody someone else

I'm busy being myself

On the way to get a bag right now with lemon pepp in my step

My life like a book and on this page niggas getting paid

Send some shot at a nigga, Rula turn Dekimbe

Niggas entertaining bots can't find no real fans

I'm a student of the game I ain't go no meal plan

Bullshitting on campus I ain't got no real plan

But I fount some real friends

Dropped out we still friends

Lay a finger on the family we fight like children

If it's beef they kill him cause killing me would kill them

They like Rula you done changed

Hell naw I'm still him

Boot cut I'm still Timbs

While lows I'm still them

Niggas hear my new flows like I'm gone steal them

When they cut them songs on that's why y'all feel them

But I don't feel none of these niggas

Doc cut my ears off so I don't hear none of these niggas

Shit sound like dog shit

Niggas riding round broke capping bout dawg shit

Put y'all heads together might get y'all all rich

Get off yo ass don't sit there

Drowning in sorrow and yo pain it ain't shit there

You gone get a job or get some brick fair or nigga you won't get there

My foot inside the door like it's a brick there

Hit her with the woo like I'm Ric Flair

I'm back in the stu like I pay rent there

It's a cold world can we talk about it

These niggas gossip like the bitches I can talk around em'

If I see niggas throwing salt I just walk around it

They only love to see you down they hate to see you smiling

I ain't never pushed the white but I been moving mountains

She like Rula you gone make it, baby I don't doubt it

Cause my life like a book and on this page niggas getting paid

Send some shot at a nigga, Rula turn Dekimbe

Niggas entertaining bots can't find no real fans

I'm a student of the game i ain't go no meal plan

Bullshitting on campus I ain't got no real plan

But I fount some real friends

Dropped out we still friends

Lay a finger on the family we fight like children

If it's beef they kill him cause killing me would kill them

They like Rula you done changed

Hell naw I'm still him

Boot cut I'm still Timbs

While lows I'm still them nigga