In Da Club

Look up, and slow And creeping Deeper in the cut. I'm hiding out. Clowns are sold, they all envy is in the Cut. I'm safe and sound. Low and slow and creeping deeper in the cut. I'm hiding out. Clowns are sold, they all envy is in the Cut. I'm safe and sound. Look up. Low and slow and creeping deeper in The cut. I'm hiding out. Look, Look, Low slow and creeping deeper in the cut. I'm hiding Low and slow and creeping deeper in Cut. Pockets swole, you run your mouth. Coming from the dirty south. Yeah, I got that energy something you know nothing About. When I break a mind, they be thinking I'm a lunatic. Standing in a dark room waiting Out for boom sticks. Still coming cold with the Player side job flow. Grinding for a bankroll escaping ghetto cosmos. Dealing with this pressure about to make me lose My marbles. Step and see me wrong, then you Know I'm over hostile. Slow and slow, low and slow, low and Slow, and slow and creeping deeper in the cut. Hiding Out. Clowns Are Sold, they All envy I'm creeping in sound. Out.