Self-Provoked - Ringing Low lyrics
[Self-Provoked - Ringing Low lyrics]
I almost fell in love with a dumb bitch
Big ass, brown eyes with a nice whip
Told me things I believed, what a dumb kid
I was when I didn’t know ‘bout shit
But now I ain’t trippin on no broad
Stick around or not i’ma beat these odds
Stick around or not i’ma get this cash
Last thing thing on my mind
Is the fuckin’ past
I’ma get on my worst day, bet that
I ain’t stopping’ ‘till these pockets get fat
I ain’t lookin’ at the clock
Let it tick fast
Gotta get it by the minute, can’t sit back
I remember some days feelin’ hopeless
Got my house kicked in, parents so pissed
I remember some days feelin’ hopeless
But, I wouldn’t let no one notice
You know this
Keep my phone, ringing low
I don’t know, who they gossip ‘bout no, no
I don’t know, I don’t know
Keep my phone, ringing low
I don’t know, who they gossip ‘bout no, no
I don’t know, I don’t know
I don’t even worry ‘bout shit no more
But the people around me of course
Hidin’ G’s under carpets at home
On the tables, put food fosho
You don’t wanna get touched on the low
Mothafuckas get too comfortable
Why you always ‘cappin my dawg?
Don’t you know risk can come with a cost?
I don’t wanna hear about what they say
All that bird talk keep y’all awake
All that shit just put me to sleep
When I pull to spots I be deep
And if I’m alone I hold heat
Can’t smoke in the ride ‘cuz these pigs
Can I search? Got the thing in the whip
Runnin’ low, gotta hit my connect
Besides that
Keep my phone, ringing low
I don’t know, who they gossip ‘bout no, no
I don’t know, I don’t know
Keep my phone, ringing low
I don’t know, who they gossip ‘bout no, no
I don’t know, I don’t know
Big ass, brown eyes with a nice whip
Told me things I believed, what a dumb kid
I was when I didn’t know ‘bout shit
But now I ain’t trippin on no broad
Stick around or not i’ma beat these odds
Stick around or not i’ma get this cash
Last thing thing on my mind
Is the fuckin’ past
I’ma get on my worst day, bet that
I ain’t stopping’ ‘till these pockets get fat
I ain’t lookin’ at the clock
Let it tick fast
Gotta get it by the minute, can’t sit back
I remember some days feelin’ hopeless
Got my house kicked in, parents so pissed
I remember some days feelin’ hopeless
But, I wouldn’t let no one notice
You know this
Keep my phone, ringing low
I don’t know, who they gossip ‘bout no, no
I don’t know, I don’t know
Keep my phone, ringing low
I don’t know, who they gossip ‘bout no, no
I don’t know, I don’t know
I don’t even worry ‘bout shit no more
But the people around me of course
Hidin’ G’s under carpets at home
On the tables, put food fosho
You don’t wanna get touched on the low
Mothafuckas get too comfortable
Why you always ‘cappin my dawg?
Don’t you know risk can come with a cost?
I don’t wanna hear about what they say
All that bird talk keep y’all awake
All that shit just put me to sleep
When I pull to spots I be deep
And if I’m alone I hold heat
Can’t smoke in the ride ‘cuz these pigs
Can I search? Got the thing in the whip
Runnin’ low, gotta hit my connect
Besides that
Keep my phone, ringing low
I don’t know, who they gossip ‘bout no, no
I don’t know, I don’t know
Keep my phone, ringing low
I don’t know, who they gossip ‘bout no, no
I don’t know, I don’t know