LOW LIFE ANTHEM


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Please, Lord, make it up to me
I will be your nothin', you ain't think of me
You don't keep your secrets, I already know
Caught myself alone again, and yeah, you called my phone
Let me hold your hand, babe, don't you let me, don't you let me go

Would you say it's all about love? (Love, I wanna do it 'cause it's fun)
Would you say it's all about love? (It's fun to do bad things, would you say?)
'Cause I'm afraid, I'm afraid to let you go

Girl, you fuckin' up my whole perception
Uh, see me in your dreams, it's my inception
Uh, met me at the club with no selection, with no direction
Like, do you like them late nights, uh, on my mind?
Uh, and I can see them red lights, red lights
And I can see them lies gettin' blurry by the second, them demons got me blind
It's whatever you want, uh, whatever you want, uh, whatever you want
See them lies gettin' blurry by the second, them demons got me blind
She just wanna drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink
She just wanna live the party life and buy expensive things
She just wanna be a movie star and live in every scene
She just want a lot ('Cause I'm afraid)
Uh, she just wanna drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink
She just wanna fuck the city up, I'm flyin' MIA
She just wanna wake up from a dream and party every day
She just wanna wild
Would you say it's all about love? (Love)
Would you say it's all about love? (Would you say?)
'Cause I'm afraid, I'm afraid to let you go

You don't keep your secrets, I already know
Caught myself alone again, and yeah, you called my phone
Let me hold your hand, babe, don't you let me, don't you let me go (Woo)
You don't keep your secrets, I already know
Caught myself alone again, and yeah, you called my phone
Let me hold your hand, babe, don't you let me, don't you let me go

Run (Yeah), run, run, run, run, run, run, run
This one for the lowlifes
You can be as low as you want (Come on in, this one for the lowlifes)
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run (This one for the lowlifes, this one for the lowlifes)
This one for the lowlifes
You can be as low as you want
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, woah, woah (If you really wanna know)
Shut up, nigga, you talkin' too much
Alright? You talkin' too much, nigga
Shut up, nigga, you talkin' too much, nigga
You got to wait
You got to gun that I want, for real
If you really wanna know
Exactly, nigga, give me that
The nigga that came that got on the basket you was duckin'
Yeah, that nigga
They ain't never go to him (Shut up, bro)
Dream on