Released on February 10, 2023

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[Verse 1]

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This time last year, I was barely breathing air

Just looking for a reason to exit my life, I swear (okay)

Couple dozen notes I left up under furniture

If my people found that, I’d be strapped to a chair (for real)

But I don’t really wanna talk about it, I just wanna write about it

Maybe next week I’ll hit the town, forget about it

I remember every single feeling I have felt

Heartbreak, sprained leg, granny switches leaving welps

I’m a kid, no I’m not, all these lyrics that I jot (jot-)

I’m a host, do the most, gotta push it back to float

Wish I was, like Amelia

Engaged, happy, yo I feel ya

Instead I’m killing all these bitches on the DL like I’m PETA, on god (god-)

I’m like twenty-one

You don’t know what I been up on (yuh)

Making money moves since Ben Tennison and Bakugon

I sense bi-partisan, what side you even on? (aye)

Aye, I been killing these motherfuckers every time I write a song

Hit the gym and then I buy me a bar of FITCRUNCH (Go)

Have her spread her legs eat me a big lunch

Then I count up all my money quarterly but it ain’t much

Just enough, though, aye

Fuck a bag, bro

I drink until I’m drunk and then I fight, Bo' Rai Cho

But that, don’t mean I’m right bro, I just thought I saw the light go

I’m sincerely sitting here with thoughts and prayers, lowkey spiritual


[Bridge]

Aye, lowkey spiritual

Yuh

Lowkey spiritual

Aye

Lowkey spiritual

Yuh, aye, I'm lowkey spiritual

Yuh, heh, aye


[Verse 2]

Lowkey spiritual, think I need me a miracle (Yuh)

I’m patient with the beats but I operate so clinical (Go)

On my arrow keys while my baby on her knees

Fill her up with all my seed before I plant with my zombies, I mean-

Punch line, punch out, Little Mac, never pout

Top the charts now, no diggity, no doubt, aye

Lowkey, I be feeling hella pretty

Started body building 'cause my pockets way too fuckin’ heavy, like

Lowkey I been feeling like nobody can stop me

My bank prints my money green, outta ink, you copy? (I copy)

My comradery is limited, I'm no longer cognitive

Brewing potions, tainted alchemy, I’m drunk with no additive, yuh

I’mma fuck the world right after I fuck the babysitter

Offset, off kilter, took a hit of bittr glittr (yeah-)

I’m the only one that’s doing it, no dignity, you’re killing me

I’m balancing morality, creatively no doubting me (okay-)

Lowkey I just saw the bag, I never even took it

Everybody wronging me but they regret it, can’t redo it (yuh)

I was in my shell for way too long, “Your Soul” was always queued in

Half these motherfuckers get me heated, what they even doing?

Nah they clueless, I was scraping by with my spare time

Almost tried a white line, I was anything but fine (okay-)

So I wrote a couple rhymes, and I prayed to a God

Carpe Diem had to work, it had to work, it was my sign

She ignored it every time (yeah-)

Every time

Now it doesn’t matter, for a minute I was tattered

Now I’m thriving with my homies, with the women, with the laughter

Been networking industries, I’ve gotten lean, I love my dreams (Let's go)

I’m talented, but I’m humble

I’m so gifted, but I stumble

Got my own apartment now so I do anything but fumble

I never needed reasons, fuck the secrets that you keep

I’m Missing fucking T, legendary lowkey, aye