Low Tides Lyrics

Tell me something I don't know

Tell me something I don't know

Tell me places you won't go

I often lose track of

Sometimes I'm here, sometimes I'm there, I'm gone

If I wasn't fucking your moms I'd probably be lost

I'm kidding, I am way too twisted

I am too slithered, I been drinking this shit for a minute

I been smoking on this shit and it's hitting

I get it straight from the chemist, I'm living way to livid

Shit that I be spitting, it's just way too vivid

Open up or your mind or this shit might kill you

You don't even want to look at how I'm living

Cuz in your vision, you don't even look at yourself

Take a look at yourself

I often wonder, I'm deep down under

Sometimes I'm being tested and I rise again

And even tho my wings broken, I'm a fly again

I'm a see the wind, I'm a see another win

I'm a see another grin

No more tears, I faced all my fears

And I know ahead of me, low times

But I still combine high rides with low tides

That's just how I'm designed, oh my

I swear to God my heart's in the grind

I promise you, that there's pieces that you won't find

If you search for your whole damn life, honestly

She suck my dick until she really start vomiting

I dick her down, look her in the eyes, if she promising

And I don't break promises

I'm on some other shit, promise I be dipping out of comets

Hopping in the mother ship, probably seen me floating by baby

I'm just hovering, you ain't gotta lie to kick it my guy

Asking where the money is, sounding like government

Soon as you start talking like that, then I'm done with it

I won't 99 you, I be 100'n, let the drummer kick

I got some other shit to say

I know way too much shit get played out these days but

I still feel that love could conquer all, I know that shit cliche but

My heart too deep, and my shine too bright

Sometimes I'm here, sometimes I'm there, I'm gone

If I wasn't fucking your moms I'd probably be lost

I'm kidding, I am way too twisted

I am too slithered, I been drinking this shit for a minute

I been smoking on this shit and it's hitting

I get it straight from the chemist, I'm living way to livid

Shit that I be spitting it's just way too vivid

Open up or your mind or this shit might kill you

You don't even want to look at how I'm living

Cuz in your vision, you don't even look at yourself

Take a look at yourself

I often wonder, I'm deep down under

Sometimes I'm being tested and I rise again

And even tho my wings broken, I'm a fly again

I'm a see the wind, I'm a see another win

I'm a see another grin

No more tears, I faced all my fears

And I know ahead of me, low times

But I still combine high rides with low tides

That's just how I'm designed, oh my