Lo-depth like small talk
Unless the car is parked
No base god
But I serve these plates hot
A food for thought
Like dead prez once said
Let's make you nude from the start
Not physical but
More like In the mind
I'm spiritually
Embarked
On this path to success
Without feeling the remarks
Of my haters
Great supporters
It's like breathing darts
It's make or miss
But this corona ain't fit for releasing bars
You gotta preach your part
Before some leaches gnarc
It's hard to chief at dark
Control; remote them
With the weakest parts
I'm more afraid of those who know me
Deep down deep in my heart
Feeling like Simpson
Bart
Bragging about the little fame we gain off a not so deep chart
Get no love
Like John luvetz
In a nazi car
This rat race is making me
Not love the art
That's not all bad
Even Elvis had fans before the spending starts
No taken out when you're hearts been taken out
The fortune we all seek outside of a cookie
No lucky numbers
Cause the thoughts
For these rookies
We playing like veterans
That's lo-D
Better than angry men with a vendetta against Kobe
But Janovey still won the west
But In the 480
We
Aren't a fan
But damn
NBA titles in Phoenix are kind of lonely
So please
Check us out
But don't keep
The love on the lo-D
I said don't keep the love on the lo-d
I said
It goes
Show some to love lo-D
Don't keep it on the low please
Blow us up like do-Ming
Just trying to avoid shade with Oakley's
F*ck a 9 to 5
Imma grind until I die
Business with no suit and tie
Trapping out my cargos
Packin' Monte Carlos
Car load of weed
Hope the police don't follow me
Riding knee deep
Taken frontage road to 7th street
650 for a couple o's
I'm feeling bleak
7 day high
This weed aint f*cking weak
Slabs too
I got what you need
Watching what I eat
Still getting fat from off the street
Freedom has a price
The cost ain't very cheap
Rolling with the punches
For the faith I'm taken leaps
Lo-depth the team
Ease up on the beat
Lock the game down
Throw away the key
Envelopes of grands stuffed away for a fee
F*ck the bank
I'd rather watch it burn
The system takes its turns
Trying to f*ck you over
I hope you learn
I hope you learn
It's lo-depth
C.L
Twenty7z - The Guys Give Back Lyrics
Twenty7z - The Guys Give Back Lyrics
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Lo-depth like small talk
Unless the car is parked
No base god
But I serve these plates hot
A food for thought
Like dead prez once said
Let's make you nude from the start
Not physical but
More like In the mind
I'm spiritually
Embarked
On this path to success
Without feeling the remarks
Of my haters
Great supporters
It's like breathing darts
It's make or miss
But this corona ain't fit for releasing bars
You gotta preach your part
Before some leaches gnarc
It's hard to chief at dark
Control; remote them
With the weakest parts
I'm more afraid of those who know me
Deep down deep in my heart
Feeling like Simpson
Bart
Bragging about the little fame we gain off a not so deep chart
Get no love
Like John luvetz
In a nazi car
This rat race is making me
Not love the art
That's not all bad
Even Elvis had fans before the spending starts
No taken out when you're hearts been taken out
The fortune we all seek outside of a cookie
No lucky numbers
Cause the thoughts
For these rookies
We playing like veterans
That's lo-D
Better than angry men with a vendetta against Kobe
But Janovey still won the west
But In the 480
We
Aren't a fan
But damn
NBA titles in Phoenix are kind of lonely
So please
Check us out
But don't keep
The love on the lo-D
I said don't keep the love on the lo-d
I said
It goes
Show some to love lo-D
Don't keep it on the low please
Blow us up like do-Ming
Just trying to avoid shade with Oakley's
F*ck a 9 to 5
Imma grind until I die
Business with no suit and tie
Trapping out my cargos
Packin' Monte Carlos
Car load of weed
Hope the police don't follow me
Riding knee deep
Taken frontage road to 7th street
650 for a couple o's
I'm feeling bleak
7 day high
This weed aint f*cking weak
Slabs too
I got what you need
Watching what I eat
Still getting fat from off the street
Freedom has a price
The cost ain't very cheap
Rolling with the punches
For the faith I'm taken leaps
Lo-depth the team
Ease up on the beat
Lock the game down
Throw away the key
Envelopes of grands stuffed away for a fee
F*ck the bank
I'd rather watch it burn
The system takes its turns
Trying to f*ck you over
I hope you learn
I hope you learn
It's lo-depth
C.L
Unless the car is parked
No base god
But I serve these plates hot
A food for thought
Like dead prez once said
Let's make you nude from the start
Not physical but
More like In the mind
I'm spiritually
Embarked
On this path to success
Without feeling the remarks
Of my haters
Great supporters
It's like breathing darts
It's make or miss
But this corona ain't fit for releasing bars
You gotta preach your part
Before some leaches gnarc
It's hard to chief at dark
Control; remote them
With the weakest parts
I'm more afraid of those who know me
Deep down deep in my heart
Feeling like Simpson
Bart
Bragging about the little fame we gain off a not so deep chart
Get no love
Like John luvetz
In a nazi car
This rat race is making me
Not love the art
That's not all bad
Even Elvis had fans before the spending starts
No taken out when you're hearts been taken out
The fortune we all seek outside of a cookie
No lucky numbers
Cause the thoughts
For these rookies
We playing like veterans
That's lo-D
Better than angry men with a vendetta against Kobe
But Janovey still won the west
But In the 480
We
Aren't a fan
But damn
NBA titles in Phoenix are kind of lonely
So please
Check us out
But don't keep
The love on the lo-D
I said don't keep the love on the lo-d
I said
It goes
Show some to love lo-D
Don't keep it on the low please
Blow us up like do-Ming
Just trying to avoid shade with Oakley's
F*ck a 9 to 5
Imma grind until I die
Business with no suit and tie
Trapping out my cargos
Packin' Monte Carlos
Car load of weed
Hope the police don't follow me
Riding knee deep
Taken frontage road to 7th street
650 for a couple o's
I'm feeling bleak
7 day high
This weed aint f*cking weak
Slabs too
I got what you need
Watching what I eat
Still getting fat from off the street
Freedom has a price
The cost ain't very cheap
Rolling with the punches
For the faith I'm taken leaps
Lo-depth the team
Ease up on the beat
Lock the game down
Throw away the key
Envelopes of grands stuffed away for a fee
F*ck the bank
I'd rather watch it burn
The system takes its turns
Trying to f*ck you over
I hope you learn
I hope you learn
It's lo-depth
C.L
Writer: Twenty7z, Connor Harris
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid