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Pockets Low
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Pockets Low was released on May 16, 2019 by Run Music LLC as a part of the album 4 Boy
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Album4 Boy
Release DateMay 16, 2019
LabelRun Music LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM74

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lefty Frizzell Sanders
Lefty Frizzell Sanders
Songwriter

Lyrics

Pockets low, I was so broke, haha
(Misfit)
I had noticed that I was so different
Looked at my mama and said, "I'll go get it"
I don't rap just to rap, make 'em feel it
Asked for her number, ain't give me no digits
But I never do get in my feelings
I look to God and stack it to the ceilin'
I'ma throw with it, I need no witness
Like Nipsey, showin' my prolific (Ooh, ooh-ooh)
Rappin' through my head like Osama (Osama)
Had to choose which Channel's on, I don't know this bitch problem (The problem)
Pockets low, I was so broke, they ain't wanna give me a dollar (No, no)
Told the bag, "Andele", had the bag on his way, now a young **** got it (Yeah)
They be sayin' I'm hard-headed
How the fuck can they judge me, I don't get it? (I don't)
I was runnin' them streets, you wasn't with me
I never had hid when them tears shedded (Ooh-ooh)
Sellin' cards, I stole out them CVS's
I was tryna withdraw out a **** check-ins (Ooh-ooh)
Ooh-ooh, oh-oh
I just kept waitin' on gods blessings (Mm, mm-mm)
Shakin' my head, she was shakin' her head (Mm)
And I know you have time, I was tryna get me some bread (Some bread)
I told that new hoe, "If you can't trust the process then you can just go right ahead" (Go right ahead)
I keep my head on, I know I did wrong, I'm steady awaitin' them feds (Ooh-ooh)
I'm steady awaitin' them feds-eds-eds
Can't move wrong, I'm too strong, immaculate (Immaculate)
She a redbone, that's just how I like it (How I like it)
She be stuntin', I know they won't like it (They won't like it)
I'm a gangsta, that **** head we gon' split (Gon' split)
Rappin' through my head like Osama (Osama)
Had to choose which Chanels on, I don't know this bitch problem (The problem)
Pockets low, I was so broke, they ain't wanna give me a dollar (No, no)
Told the bag, "Andele", had the bag on his way, now a young **** got it
Rappin' through my head like Osama (Osama)
Had to choose which Channel's on, I don't know this bitch problem (The problem)
Pockets low, I was so broke, they ain't wanna give me a dollar (No, no)
Told the bag, "Andele", had the bag on his way, now a young **** got it (Yeah)
Stack or starve, dough (Stack or starve, dough)
Was ridin' bikes, I ain't have Forgiato's (Forgiato's)
Won't give your bro, you'd rather get that broad though (Broad though)
What you would do for that cash, only God knows (No, no, no)
Runnin' so wild (Wild)
I won't jump in the crowd, I got anger issues, you touch me and it's goin' down (Goin' down)
I'm steady, go wild, don't want you around, I'm thinkin' that my time is now (Is now)
I'm makin' some sounds, I'm makin' some sounds, I'm steady, put on for my town (My town)
Won't see me around, I'm important now
Can't move wrong, I'm too strong, immaculate (Immaculate)
She a redbone, that's just how I like it (How I like it)
She be stuntin', I know they won't like it (They won't like it)
I'm a gangsta, that **** head we gon' split (Bah-bah)
Rappin' through my head like Osama (Osama)
Had to choose which Channel's on, I don't know this bitch problem (The problem)
Pockets low, I was so broke, they ain't wanna give me a dollar (No, no)
Told the bag, "Andele", had the bag on his way, now a young **** got it (Yeah)
Told the bag, "Andele", had the bag on his way, now a young **** got it
Rappin' through my head like Osama
Written by: Lefty Frizzell Sanders
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