I been in my lane
I been in my brain
I been in my lane
I been in my way
I been in my lane
I been in my brain
Rowlo coming out from the grave
Careful I'm a serve my pain, no
Nothing never change
Syrup still lurking on my brain
Heavy on my ways
Coming for that young rich fame now
They don't wanna know how i play
They don't wanna know about the game said
They don't wanna see me on the stage
They don't wanna see me get paid
Afraid of what i might invade
Never change, never got the blade
Two four fours bet your ass ill have you banged
Lowboy gang f*ck another you insane
Lowboy gang we the realest in the game
Coping, toking, never sugar coating
Floating, poking, got your bitch she choking
Moaning, groaning, looking for the potion
Rolling, holding, open as she foaming
Rowlo coming out from the grave
Careful I'm a serve my pain, no
Nothing never change
Syrup still lurking on my brain
Heavy on my ways
Coming for that young rich fame
You blame it on the way that i aim
Assuming that ill never make it stay
A statement i will file, put away
I don't wanna hear your shame, no
I don't wanna feel that way, no
I been in my lane
I been in my brain
I been in my lane
I been in my way
I been in my lane
I been in my brain
I been in my way
I been in my brain
I been in my lane
I been in my way
I been in my lane
I been in my brain
I been in my way
I been in my brain
I been in my lane
I been in my way
I been in my lane
I been in my brain