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dramab2r - on the low lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah
whoa
faded on the low
i wear shades just to hide so no one knows
i get high just to balance out the lows
yeah, the lows
yeah, yeah

[verse 1]
i took a break, yeah
must’ve took too long off
’cause i ain’t got a phone call
streets said they miss me, my momma said they don’t love me
i told her they feed me
i was dead broke and growin’ up wasn’t easy
i swear i sold everything
ounces of the weed cheap
ounces of the water, sh-t was like fiji
if i told the world what we been through
they wouldn’t believe me
so i rather show you all the sh-t that we go through

[chorus]
they told me “be patient”
they had me waitin’
they told me my time would come and i would make it
i had to take over
and now it’s over
got to smoke to deal wit’ the pain
i swear, i can’t even be sober
i’ve been way too faded on the low
i wear shades just to hide so no one knows
i get high just to balance out the lows
just to clear my mind i take trips on the road
my b-tch super bad, yeah, she [?] body goals
i get the bag, it don’t zip, it don’t close
pockets full of cash, it can’t bend, it won’t fold
used to be broke, but now they now
now bet they know

[verse 2]
i was up late
tryna make phone calls
’cause i had a lot of work
and i had to knock it all of
they caught me on the corner
my momma she tripped out
found out i cut school to go trap and i got kicked out
yeah, i was only 15
don’t know what it meant to me
she let the streets raise me
see, look what it did to me
they treated me like nothin’
swear that they hated me
now i ball like it’s nothin’
like i’m in the major league

[chorus]
they had me just waitin’
they told me “be patient”
said that my time would come and i would make it
i had to take over
and now it’s over
got to smoke to deal wit’ the pain
i swear, i can’t even be sober
i’ve been way too faded on the low
i wear shades just to hide so no one knows
i get high just to balance out the lows
just to clear my mind i take trips on the road
my b-tch super bad, yeah, she [?] body goals
i get the bag, it don’t zip, it don’t close
pockets full of cash, it can’t bend, it won’t fold
used to be broke, but now they now
now bet they know

- dramab2r lyrics

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