This is a song about "Laying low"

Its laying on me and killing me

I delete they history

And please never disrespect my set

Laying live souls on your damn death bed,

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

My laptop just laying on my desk, wondering what's gonna' happen next

Now im laying like a rug.

That shit was wack as fuck

Laying low and your losing what the fuck do you think

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

Hope my city is not too far

And i'm laying bricks like a trap star,

Maybe so, there is no laying low, we all part of the show, are y'all catching my

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die