Low Gravity - Ellipsis lyrics

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Low Gravity - Ellipsis lyrics

[Verse 1] Smoking home grown, sipping patron stone Sitting alone home, envisioning gold thrones With a crown of match and a pound of hash This success is like the flu, sh** we bound to catch Like a vaccine, spitting that betaine What I say could wake you up, I spit that caffeine But I never gave a f** I'm chilling, I stack green on the weekends Everybody's mama's tryna be friends See trends, I'll manipulate it Said f** the world, you best believe it then reciprocate it And all the b**hes on my dick, they tryna stimulate it I'm like a skinny Biggie Smalls who never imitated Disintegrated more than get from the a** Just like a [?] drips the [?] grabbed the cane then the cash We all wanna live so famous and fast With a million in the bank and b**hes shaking they a** But that's a whole other story for another day I wonder how my father left and how my mother stayed I'm at the club, just tryna get my cover payed for now Until they do exactly what the under-covers say I won't listen, cooking beats in my own kitchen My flow kicking, talk sh**, you could go missing So driven and if your ho is missing sh** she probably followed me to the crib Quick just like the flow missing But on a serious note This verse is nothing but a series of delirious quotes Apparently my peers appear to be broke I'm more like Houdini, see me disappear in the smoke [Verse 2] Lately I've been thinking suicide This is do or die, what would you decide? Being shot, hanged or even crucified No disrespect though, women exposed [?] They'll sell anybody for money or d** Anything up and they'll let go, sh**'s stressful Life is like Russian roulette You either study or you're in the streets busting the TECs Serving Mary by the plate and steady busting the flex You call your wifey while I'm up in her dress Check, flow sick, it like 3 vaccines Shout out to mama dude, she know that she that queen Police pulling triggers k**ing 3 black teens I'm drinking Henny, smoking heavy, screaming free max B Trippy images, smoking watching limitless Tryna form a hiphop syndicate The difference is these rappers all in it for the money So they follow with the motherf**ing gimmicks I can't respect that, no time for set backs The coupe was jet black Be ready for war, machetes and swords Warning these people to get back Open your opticals, smoking something tropical Wrist gang shining like its [?] You stocking slow like a penny stock In the club smoking with some b**hes taking Henny shots Young bull with plenty pot Dreams are living lavishly with bags of weed And every time we enter, the confetti drops motherf**er

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