Meck - All Time Lows Lyrics

Every song a flex that my pen is like top two
But I ain't got no bangers I'm like f*ck it I gotchu
Bank account on empty but I'm sending some shots through
I think lost my conscience my role model is not you
At this point I leveled up
Talking my shit
Been ugly from the jump
Now girls flocking for pics
We ain't met in real life
Still be wanting some dick
She got B cup boobies
So I be blocking that bitch
Look
All time lows
Not doomed just anxious
So I smoke good bud in rooms adjacent
To my close knit fam
These wounds can't take it
Burn my lungs to cool my patience
Just like me you must be mistaken
Punch like me your left piece is basic
Clutch my tree this reggie Jamaican
F*ck Spike Lee so reggie go crazy
What's the outcome of the income if my pockets still screaming
I said I been tryna win some since 2016
I met a four eyed fallen angel seeing red like they bleeding
I went from Matthew gift from God to oh my God I'm a demon
Who else you know that come from money going broke every weekend
Who else you know that's bagging honeys who don't have to mislead em
Who else you know get munchies daily still ain't be eating
Jack of all trades my opponents be cheating
Just hold on cause the rides on a roll now
Coming from the top I can't complain that I broke out
Couple medications try to rehab what broke down
I'm prone to crash and burn I bunny rabbit the choke now
Tortoise and the hare but the hare doesn't slow down
Leave you in the dust and let the dust make a ghost sound
Tumble with the weed make my brain feel like ghost town
I think I need to quit I think I'm gonna smoke now
All time lows
Not doomed just anxious
So I smoke good bud in rooms adjacent
To my close knit fam
These wounds can't take it
Burn my lungs to cool my patience
Just like me you must be mistaken
Punch like me your left piece is basic
Clutch my tree this reggie Jamaican
F*ck Spike Lee so reggie
Look
Popping dramamine like it's candy I'm seasick
Energizer bunny I ain't want you to see this
Credit card for dummies negative almost three chips
I'm praying Hail Mary's like the clock's under three ticks
I'm gunning for the top so I stare when the sun's out
Girlfriend throwing shade unaware that the sun's down
Never pump the brakes unless the rearview's a breakout
I don't digest the hate I can't hear you it's great now
I got your girl shotgun she want me open the roof
I used to root for your success and now I'm hoping you lose
You duck ducking my shots so she choking the goose
I ain't really spit and now I've broken a tooth
This is Black Ops two zombies
You could say that I run town
Black ops two rappers
The whole game looking run down
Stressing over every song
That shit is done now
You better watch your back
Cause I'm having some fun now