Chris Webby - Brim Low (Chemically Imbalanced) lyrics

[Verse 1] Pulling my fitted right down to my eyes, like a f**ing disguise Thought that I wanted it so I just shot for the sky Now I don't even know why Gave it a try, wanted a piece of the pie, now it's a f**ing surprise The way that I'm living is different I'm hitting and missing, and I'm just here trying to vibe Oh my god, all this sh** done changed, people be noticing me Now they all love me, or hate me Like there ain't no in between I'm doing me, and that's all I know Out on the road doing these shows To give you the fans a little piece of my soul But you must know I'm just like you when I ain't got no mic So if you see me out in public show me respect and we aight And yes you can have an autograph But if I'm with a girl or my family and friends I don't get that much so please don't ask Pick and choose, you respect me as a person, I'll reciprocate Tip my hat and give you dap and I will just be on my way If you see me while I'm out and got my hat down to my eyes Brim low, that is like my “please do not disturb” sign [Hook] I'm just tryna live my life like I'm supposed to be While I'm following the path that has chosen me Now it's everywhere I go people notice me Feet planted with my head up high But I'ma keep my brim low, and I don't see no haters My eyes red, cause I'm always medicated Now they say I made it, cause I'm elevated But my feet planted and my head up high But I'ma keep my brim low I'ma keep my brim low, I'ma keep my brim low I'ma keep my brim low with my head up high And I'ma keep my brim low [Verse 2] Always be keeping my hat to my brow And my head in the clouds sh** has been stressing me so I been rolling this loud Trying to block it all out But I know right now that this here's my shot sh** or get off of the pot Shoot for the top, ain't no looking back This is all I got, so I will not stop But I sacrifice my private life That's the sh** that drives a person nuts But I won't lose sight of that feeling I got way back when When I started to write Hit Radio Shack with my dad Bought me a mic, best day of my life Ever since then I just make this music Put it out for them to hate But I'm Superman, my skin too thick to be penetrated So many people always been telling me that I never would make it But I'm an artist, how many times must I demonstrate it? Now it's my time to take it, I made my choices But now so many people in my ear I'm hearing voices So if you see me while I'm out and got my hat down to my eyes Brim low, that is like my “please do not disturb” sign [Hook]