Joey BADA$$ - Alowha Lyrics
[Intro]Yea.. back in this mutha*****aReportin' live from a lyrical highOne time[Verse 1]Yo, with not a damn thing on my mindBut this rhyme, and a matter of timeTo make this whole shit alignLike I planned out, nothing in life gets handoutJust stand out, ever since I hit the pot my vision panned outPressure boil 'til im fanned outNow we the popular bandSo they can't keep their hands off of the man nowInvite em in, give 'em that S vitaminBaby Cham styleGot some Trini girl to soak it up, ShamWoW!Damn child, you're killin 'emFillin' 'em, drillin' 'em with serums, of pure noradrenalineHigh blood feelin' like the thermostat cracked left mercury spillin'Your favorite rapper tryna earn stacks from nursery childrenTrue emcees write a verse and rehearse it a million timesJust for the rebirth of a feelin' prime and goldenShawty ask what I'm holdin', teasin' 'emKnow when the magnum blast eye squeeze magnesiumUsed to be mad premature now I'm mad premiumFrom lookin' up to niggas, to lookin' up niggas meetin' 'emMeetings with 'em, give 'em a high pitch like curveballs and heliumYoung scorcher trying to evolve like CharmeleonMillion, yeah nigga, we tryna get a millionGot the bomb nigga, Baghdad, I'm blown away from a bad passWalk on grass, blow skunk, I smell sole funk in the stashMy SB's, antimony I never hadI was more arsenic, vaporize when I got heatedNever jealous, solid as a rock n' roll fo' planesNo propellers, just some Pro fellasWho you know better? Never lost my groove I don't know no StellaIt's a cold world without CoachellaA shady bunch, like under Interscope umbrellaBut that don't phase me once, people say I'm crazy butCall me young Evel cause I crazy stuntAmaze these punks, drop swank like it's knowledge to yaMr. Bada$$ is ya scholar's tutorsSwank the lord and hallelujahStill praying to the allahs, gods and judahsBalance out my lows on a low highNiggas ain't know I'm sitting so highBalance out my lows on the low highI'm like a low highYo, yo, yo, yo hit 'em high, hit 'em lowLeave 'em with no direction to goYo, yo, yo, yo hit 'em high, hit 'em lowDirect-less Indigos
