Chris Weed - On The Low Lyrics

Yeah
Alright
On the low
On the low
On the low
On the low

At my all time low, man I couldn't let it show
I couldn't let it show
I just couldn't let it show
Most my friends turned to foes
Man that's fucking low
Swear to god we was some bros
Man that shit was so cold and it hasn't even snowed
Now I'm calling up your phone, just to fucking let you know
That a nigga been grown, I ain't ever did you wrong
Man I always kept it real, so my nigga what's the deal
My nigga what's the deal
Shawty how you fucking feel
That I had to let you go
I had to let you go
Cause you know I couldn't do it anymore
And this shit fucking kills me so fucking slow
You can probably hear it all up in my flows
And with you I had all these goals
Now I'm over you and got hoes
I've been doing this on my own
I ain't ever need a backbone
Just missed your comfort when I be home
You were the only that I want
Then you put him up in my spot
That shit right there showed me a lot
Then the both of us grew apart
Picking up shards left from my heart
That shit really tore me apart
Damn