Low lyrics

[Intro: Rob49]
Yeah
Yeah

[Chorus: Rob49]
I said I'm ridin' low
I don't see no competition, yeah
I turn my L's into dubs, yeah
I'm just a different n*gga, aight, yeah
I'm baggin' Jet Life, but I'm in my two-seater, yeah
My brother died at his prime, sh*t I wish he coulda steal wit' me, yeah

[Verse 1: Rob49]
I'm makin' music, I don't like the move
Feel like I'm givin' all this to the streets, but who take care of me? Yeah
I used to wanna f*ck my superstars
Until I f*cked one, now this b*tch don't wanna let me leave, yeah
I put that Nola pipe on, that's just why I come from that n*gga
Ain't nothin' like New Orleans, yeah
Want paint my new whip, lucid blue
'Cause he gave 'em game, I think I won't acknowledge 'em, yeah
A n*gga goated up, dripped this f*ck
If I ain't have confidence, I ain't my momma's son, yeah
Smokin' good gas
I think they smokin' barber and dreaded, let's go ground for ground, yeah
They said I came up shootin' dice at school, breakin' all the rules
Warm my feelings on my sleeves 'til I stop chronic, took 'em off
I ain't ultra, tryna cry no more
I beat the press, I'm tryna be caked up wit' my feet up on the jet, n*gga, yeah
[Chorus: Rob49 & Curren$y]
I said I'm ridin' low
I don't see no competition (I don't see no competition), yeah
I turn my L's into dubs (I turn my L's into dubs), yeah
I'm just a different n*gga (I'm just a all different type of n*gga), aight, yeah
I'm baggin' Jet Life (I'm baggin' Jet Life), but I'm in my two-seater (Da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da), yeah
My brother died at his prime, sh*t I wish he coulda steal with me (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2: Curren$y]
Spent all this money on clothes just to smoke 'em out
Lego pieces in my Rolls, that's my son [?]
I've been all around the globe, sellin' concerts out
Tenacious wit' a full eye, never backed down
Spired the senses tanglin', I sense this money 'round
I finna get a pile, whole lotta money mount
Took a handful, a lotta pound
Walk around my house, rollin', j*rks are callin' shots
These n*ggas is not, close
I just landed this two hour difference on the coast
Jacob faced the cause for conversation
Supervintage fools, they no longer make 'em
Discussin' wages wit' the risk-takers
Infrared lasers, seperate ya
Paper on top of paper, shovel eight scrape, why? I'm from the city
To survive is hella tricky
But I know my way around it fool, don't f*ck wit' me, yeah
[Chorus: Rob49 & Curren$y]
I said I'm ridin' low (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I don't see no competition (I don't see no competition), yeah
I turn my L's into dubs (I turn my L's into dubs), yeah
I'm just a different n*gga (I'm just a all different type of n*gga), aight, yeah
I'm baggin' Jet Life (I'm baggin' Jet Life), but I'm in my two-seater, yeah
My brother died at his prime, sh*t I wish he coulda steal wit' me

[Outro: Curren$y]
Jet Life, Jet Life, n*gga, yeah, Jet Life
Jet Life, Jet Life, Jet Life, Jet Life
n*gga, yeah