lowlife

Man, with a low life, not my type

I'm doing donuts, at red lights

She wanna know, how I spend my nights

I'm not finna go, if i ain't get my price

I wonder how it started, this feeling

Inside of my bones, I don't know what to call it, Reason that i'm polished

I can't let no bum beat me, I'm gonna win regardless

Tryna blast off in this rocket, are you coming with us

This game not for quitters, if you try to ride my wave, you end up drowning in it

I had bank accounts with not a single dollar in it

And if you don't got the time to spare