Lowest Potential, Vol. 1 ft. Team LO, Kg Slimes, munewell, Boogle & urio Lyrics

Nothing but a dirtbag, and baby, I be cool with it

Swimming with the sharks and I be hanging with the hooligans

Name taste sour if you speak it with that goofy shit

I be with the team, we making records 'til we run a hit

Once we run it up, we run a muck on all these fucking pricks

Gimme what I want, and once I've got it I'mma split

I've been dealing with these demons

They keep me away from dreaming

This shit is more than music, it's the reason I be breathing

Every time I hit the mic I put my life into the rhyme

Wear my heart out on my sleeve

This the team it's do or die

This is sacrifice

You wouldn't ever believe

What you cappin' bout?

It's getting harder to breathe from always biting my tongue

But maybe it's 'cause I'm young

I'm never falling in love 'cause love was never enough

From early I had to grow up

Now I want my blow up

Walk around in hell where half of y'all wouldn't show up

Ayy, hello

You meeting Kg for the first time?

Like jello, they know my last name is fucking Slimes

Murder pussy, break hearts like I'm committing crimes

Take all my fly shit and put it in my fucking rhymes

Okay, you know a young nigga showing hate

Coming through, nigga, fuck out of my damn way

I'm nice enough to take your mother on a good date

I'm young as hell so I hope she do not catch a case

I take pills or else I'm bouncing off the fucking walls

Sitting back, I make every song a great song

Like TJ: "it's time to shine," been waiting so long

I get 'em kicking, all these girls tryna fucking call

Okay, I'm just spitting my raps

And say winning like Satan

And sitting here looks on grinning

Like, girl, I'm hitting

Oh wait, I'm just kidding

I'm dripping like water

Got demons slippin'

It's calm and committing

On God, I ain't quitting

I'm not a midget

And she's a 10, man

I caught in skidding

Death I am skipping

My dreams so right at the top I'mma hit it

AKs we slanging bangbangs

Don't scream no: "gang gang"

Yee-yang, I let my chain hang

She lick my earring

I'm singing it

I just put the rock up in my ear and now I'm banging it

Soulja Boy ain't first to fuck her, you know I am cranking it

Yeah, I was just spitting my shit

Yeah, yeah, shorty wan suck on my dick

Oh, oh, this ain't no jig, is a trick

Shit, shit, by the way I'm slinging this brick

Codeine straight to my liver

Can't drink no liquor

In spite, no kicker

'Cause blood is thicker than water

Beat up on my chest like I'm fucking King Kong

She looked at me like I did something fucking wrong

I might take a trip to France or Hong Kong (ayy)

She grabbing at my chest like: "oh he's too strong" (let's get it)

Perish, I'm rocking carrots

No need for rabbits

Big planets hang between my legs just like basketballs

Yeah, I'm that young short nigga and I'm keeping it gee

Want more than only eight figures, I'm still manifesting

And get a nice tennis baddie who not for the streets

I got a lot to fucken say, so I'mma murder this beat

Ever since I was a lil' kid I started rhyming and spit

I heard these new age fucken rappers, they'll be copying shit

All of them sound the damn same; broken record repeat

Habada gada becguraa, I can't hear a damn thing

So I'mma take them back to school to show the power of ink

For every bar I ever said I did it like a damn king

Don't give them leverage over me, 'cause they'll use it like a tool

I calculate my every move

A lot of shit has improved

They're like: "Boogie you changed, you different now"

"Even the way you rock the mic, I'm still surprised"

"You got it in a headlock, the grip real tight"

"May Allah bless you in this life and the next life" (aw fuck)

I'm hoping, wishing, praying for a better day

I mediate for my blunts for the road

Normal mode I'm not in

I'm caught in depression

I'm not in suicidal mode

At the wrong road got me closer than ever

Fuck the weather we never start to get the won

Whatever shall I do

And it too hurt me so dirty

So very early, fuck

And now I dillydally like a lazy motherfucker

But I promise it'll get better

My life's fucked like dirty mixes

I'm 30 inches deep in shit

I'm still keeping it chill while trying to be keeping it real

I still feel ill

Let me sit in the rain

I'm high, I already hit the blunt

I got pain, the enemy got steady aim

He throws BS on my plate, not very great

The place of hate comes from evil people (yeah)

Fatal days keep me technically awake (uhn, uhn)

On sight, I'm God like when I'm on mics

Flaunt with a strong pipe, pawns get wiped

Cuz y'all small like cod bites

You messing with the wrong guy

Like d**** with the wrong type

I'm hype

Like virgins on prom night

Sitting on the john

Spitting  beyond echelon

Fighting with me is like diabetes against a Klondike

Fighting with me is like a side piece against a blonde wife

I belong right

In a house with a nice lawn

My songs tight like a thong

Hotter than a bong  

Zeus in playoffs like when Lebron strikes

Forget truce, I'm Bruce with crews

Hang you with a noose like they living a wrong life

Running heists like a poltergeist with spite

Call for advice (yeah) or brawl

Eating carcasses like parasites (take two)

Sharpened mind without having to carry knives

Depressed like married lives

A canine ready to bury lives

(it's GTech)

See, I'm front of the class but I sit in the back

Knowing 1 plus 1 equals 2 but ain't too good at math

I could be lost on this road but I'm still on the path

And what you cranking out your dome, man, I spit out my ass

And I could turn you to a pussy like you kissing the back

Run rounds right around you, I don't run out of track

A triple rhyme I write in the line, all my ticks in a hat

Yeah, my bars so clean this shit saran-rap

And this ain't even close to my worst

I'm a ghost with a curse and it hurts

I could roast a verse and make it look like I'm toasting the words

I don't know my worth, but I heard that I'll give you the works

This shit sick, when I spit in it takes like dessert, ooh

And not a man on this earth could match the mind of Matt, the amateur master at work

'Cause I'm the howl in the night, I'm the demon that lurks

I'm the fear that you feel at the bottom of your bottle or perks, uhn

And I don't really like to squeeze 'til it hurts

Sometimes it's hard to give a bitch all of the shit they deserve

To be the bigger man you know to chew the hand that serves

So when I give, I'm never expecting to get reimbursed

And they ain't nothing but a thing they can take and I take

I can wait, 'cause payback comes day by day

And while they washing off the stand, they only bail in shame

'Cause they always begging for change so they can stay the same, yeah

Face the pain, here's an all-mighty push

If you let me snap on the game I'll have you grabbing your tush

All it takes is one stroke with the brush

Yeah, I'm talking long strokes like I'm all in your guts

Yo, don't even need to say: "it's Christxphvr"

And y'already know I'm 'bout to hit 'em with my fist of words

Body every syllable before I fucking end my verse

Thanos when I snap, 'cause poof goes the multiverse

Body heads with 1 line like a stick figure

But of course I bit it off, I don't got 6 fingers

I got 2 of out 3, I just need 6 figures

You just a fuck boy, while I'm a real ginger

It's riggidy riggidy rap and I'm bringing it back

And nobody could fake it or make it much better than me so I take it that I'm going last

And I know that I'm setting the bar and it's heavy

And all of the moves that I'm making are messy, but I'm moving steady

I'm ripping and killing the syllables, murder 'em all like a syllable criminal

And I keep my shit minimal fucking with digital

No time for liminal thoughts in my mind

And I'm running on time, but i'm honestly fine

And I'm set on my grind, no pennie's just dimes

My 2 cents is useless without dope lines

And I executed my vision like: "dammit we really did this"

And all of it independent

I never thought I would hear it, but here it is and it's brilliant

And everyone fucking killed it so I couldn't be embarrassed

I fucking feel like a parent, because I'm prouder than ever

We fucking did this together

Whatever the weather in this we'll still be fucking racking up cheddar

Like who did it better?, I mean actually ask

LP forever, we're fucking top of the class