Feeling low ft. El Chapo

I was down bad, I'm talkin' my last Couldn't get help from nobody, all they did was laugh

But I got on my ass, when he got me a bag I'ma run up his cash, now my shorties is back

I was down bad, I was broke, you ain't know where I come from

Got a smoked ass, when I ran a mixed blend, drink down that rum rum

In the street feel that shit was hard, I swear we made it look easy

Hit licks, jacks and robbing niggas, that's me, Big three, Lil Weezy

My life was real rough, I swear sometimes I had nowhere to live

Had to go rob and steal, so happy I didn't get killed

I was ahead of time, wasn't takin' no orders from dad or mom

When y'all was out of line, then I probably was with my bro face and top