Rocking new clothes
Wanna drive a new Rolls
Wanna see how deep the rabbit hole goes
We finding new lows
Finding new lows
Hop out of two doors
We gotta do shows
Everybody dysfunctional but nobody knows
We finding new lows
Finding new lows
Went to psychics from a pastor
To a slave from a master
Have a nigga breathing like he got asthma
Needed weed nigga selling plasma
Being broke'll have you feeling strange
On the freeway switching lanes
Needed some s*** to release in the vein
So we was piecing together the change
Taking wheels, making deals
Breaking pills, basic thrills
All the money we was giving
Just to try to feel a little different
We started reading and stopped watching cable
We all emotionally unstable
Swear like sobriety sound like a fable
Quit cold turkey, feel I'm unable
No will power'll lead you to new levels of debauchery
You won't understand it but you'll look up and be chasing something constantly
It's 'gon be difficult for you to be objective and approach the situation honestly
But that's the s*** you gotta do when you get you some privacy
But when she's on her tip toes
All that other s*** goes
Out of tinted windows
Got her taking off her clothes
Just a concrete rose
She shines and she glows
But know how deep the pain goes
So we find new lows
Rocking new clothes
Wanna drive a new Rolls
Wanna see how deep the rabbit hole goes
We finding new lows
Finding new lows
Hop out of two doors
We gotta do shows
Everybody dysfunctional but nobody knows
We finding new lows
Finding new lows
When I'm in the midst and I'm not psychotic
We don't cut a wrist, money in my pocket
And I gotta b**** feeling on my body
Give the weed a kiss and I get s*** started
'Bout to get it lit when I'm in this party
Hater get hype on the coke and Molly
End up getting hit with the sawed-off shotty
It make me wanna, go to a place no one'll ever find
Gotta hear you talk all the time
But I know I'm boss and divine
You motor-mouth on the line
A nigga's lost in his mind
Check the time wait
Three times, woman ovulate
Animate when the water break
A nigga really just wanna contemplate
Hey, I was resurrected
And I came with a message
Need a minute or a second
To protect every young nigga living in Texas
If you need a couple dollars I got 'em
I'm a predator according to Hillary Rodham
Clinton but that ain't a problem
'Cus she a crook and we at rock bottom
Politicians find loopholes
Everything in the trap old but the stove
Straight from the Grove to Cantura Cove
I'm the one that drove
Two guns, two h***
Two pounds, two O's
We made it the record shows
We just finding new lows
Rocking new clothes
Wanna drive a new Rolls
Wanna see how deep the rabbit hole goes
We finding new lows
Finding new lows
Hop out of two doors
We gotta do shows
Everybody dysfunctional but nobody knows
We finding new lows
Finding new lows
Saint Psykotic - New Lows Lyrics
Saint Psykotic - New Lows Lyrics
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Rocking new clothes
Wanna drive a new Rolls
Wanna see how deep the rabbit hole goes
We finding new lows
Finding new lows
Hop out of two doors
We gotta do shows
Everybody dysfunctional but nobody knows
We finding new lows
Finding new lows
Went to psychics from a pastor
To a slave from a master
Have a nigga breathing like he got asthma
Needed weed nigga selling plasma
Being broke'll have you feeling strange
On the freeway switching lanes
Needed some s*** to release in the vein
So we was piecing together the change
Taking wheels, making deals
Breaking pills, basic thrills
All the money we was giving
Just to try to feel a little different
We started reading and stopped watching cable
We all emotionally unstable
Swear like sobriety sound like a fable
Quit cold turkey, feel I'm unable
No will power'll lead you to new levels of debauchery
You won't understand it but you'll look up and be chasing something constantly
It's 'gon be difficult for you to be objective and approach the situation honestly
But that's the s*** you gotta do when you get you some privacy
But when she's on her tip toes
All that other s*** goes
Out of tinted windows
Got her taking off her clothes
Just a concrete rose
She shines and she glows
But know how deep the pain goes
So we find new lows
Rocking new clothes
Wanna drive a new Rolls
Wanna see how deep the rabbit hole goes
We finding new lows
Finding new lows
Hop out of two doors
We gotta do shows
Everybody dysfunctional but nobody knows
We finding new lows
Finding new lows
When I'm in the midst and I'm not psychotic
We don't cut a wrist, money in my pocket
And I gotta b**** feeling on my body
Give the weed a kiss and I get s*** started
'Bout to get it lit when I'm in this party
Hater get hype on the coke and Molly
End up getting hit with the sawed-off shotty
It make me wanna, go to a place no one'll ever find
Gotta hear you talk all the time
But I know I'm boss and divine
You motor-mouth on the line
A nigga's lost in his mind
Check the time wait
Three times, woman ovulate
Animate when the water break
A nigga really just wanna contemplate
Hey, I was resurrected
And I came with a message
Need a minute or a second
To protect every young nigga living in Texas
If you need a couple dollars I got 'em
I'm a predator according to Hillary Rodham
Clinton but that ain't a problem
'Cus she a crook and we at rock bottom
Politicians find loopholes
Everything in the trap old but the stove
Straight from the Grove to Cantura Cove
I'm the one that drove
Two guns, two h***
Two pounds, two O's
We made it the record shows
We just finding new lows
Rocking new clothes
Wanna drive a new Rolls
Wanna see how deep the rabbit hole goes
We finding new lows
Finding new lows
Hop out of two doors
We gotta do shows
Everybody dysfunctional but nobody knows
We finding new lows
Finding new lows
Wanna drive a new Rolls
Wanna see how deep the rabbit hole goes
We finding new lows
Finding new lows
Hop out of two doors
We gotta do shows
Everybody dysfunctional but nobody knows
We finding new lows
Finding new lows
Went to psychics from a pastor
To a slave from a master
Have a nigga breathing like he got asthma
Needed weed nigga selling plasma
Being broke'll have you feeling strange
On the freeway switching lanes
Needed some s*** to release in the vein
So we was piecing together the change
Taking wheels, making deals
Breaking pills, basic thrills
All the money we was giving
Just to try to feel a little different
We started reading and stopped watching cable
We all emotionally unstable
Swear like sobriety sound like a fable
Quit cold turkey, feel I'm unable
No will power'll lead you to new levels of debauchery
You won't understand it but you'll look up and be chasing something constantly
It's 'gon be difficult for you to be objective and approach the situation honestly
But that's the s*** you gotta do when you get you some privacy
But when she's on her tip toes
All that other s*** goes
Out of tinted windows
Got her taking off her clothes
Just a concrete rose
She shines and she glows
But know how deep the pain goes
So we find new lows
Rocking new clothes
Wanna drive a new Rolls
Wanna see how deep the rabbit hole goes
We finding new lows
Finding new lows
Hop out of two doors
We gotta do shows
Everybody dysfunctional but nobody knows
We finding new lows
Finding new lows
When I'm in the midst and I'm not psychotic
We don't cut a wrist, money in my pocket
And I gotta b**** feeling on my body
Give the weed a kiss and I get s*** started
'Bout to get it lit when I'm in this party
Hater get hype on the coke and Molly
End up getting hit with the sawed-off shotty
It make me wanna, go to a place no one'll ever find
Gotta hear you talk all the time
But I know I'm boss and divine
You motor-mouth on the line
A nigga's lost in his mind
Check the time wait
Three times, woman ovulate
Animate when the water break
A nigga really just wanna contemplate
Hey, I was resurrected
And I came with a message
Need a minute or a second
To protect every young nigga living in Texas
If you need a couple dollars I got 'em
I'm a predator according to Hillary Rodham
Clinton but that ain't a problem
'Cus she a crook and we at rock bottom
Politicians find loopholes
Everything in the trap old but the stove
Straight from the Grove to Cantura Cove
I'm the one that drove
Two guns, two h***
Two pounds, two O's
We made it the record shows
We just finding new lows
Rocking new clothes
Wanna drive a new Rolls
Wanna see how deep the rabbit hole goes
We finding new lows
Finding new lows
Hop out of two doors
We gotta do shows
Everybody dysfunctional but nobody knows
We finding new lows
Finding new lows
Writer: Ryan Curtis
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