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Wande, Jackie Hill Perry, Toyalove, Reece Lache', Childlike CiCi — Stay Low (Remix) (Lyric Video)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jackie Hill Perry
Jackie Hill Perry
Performer
Childlike CiCi
Childlike CiCi
Performer
Toyalove
Toyalove
Performer
Reece Lache'
Reece Lache'
Performer
Alexandria Dollar
Alexandria Dollar
Additional Vocals
Wande Isola
Wande Isola
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Reece Lache'
Reece Lache'
Songwriter
Alexandria Dollar
Alexandria Dollar
Songwriter
Jaden Eli
Jaden Eli
Songwriter
Lasanna Harris
Lasanna Harris
Songwriter
Fletcher Redd
Fletcher Redd
Songwriter
Sierra Charles
Sierra Charles
Songwriter
Jeffrey Lawrence Shannon
Jeffrey Lawrence Shannon
Songwriter
Satoya Dubose
Satoya Dubose
Songwriter
Clark Lacossade
Clark Lacossade
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alexandria Dollar
Alexandria Dollar
Engineer
Jaden Eli
Jaden Eli
Producer
Clark Lacossade // Clark D Publishes/SongTrust
Clark Lacossade // Clark D Publishes/SongTrust
Engineer
Juberlee Music Publishing
Juberlee Music Publishing
Producer
Connor Back
Connor Back
Mixing Engineer
Jacob “Biz” Morris
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Naija girl that's overseas Super sweet but I'll E-N-D Any lil demon tryna interfere This the Lord's Child better DND Lord, protect me no PPE Spit through the wire, need an ENT Got winning genes, no L.L.Bean So when God touch it, that's TNT Flooring 'em, go get the Matt I'm flipping to 6, I'm talking the Matt Selling the pride, I'm peeping trap Narrow the road, I ain't turning back Focused on God, I got that laser I got 'em shocked flow on taser Redeemed a villain, no Shego Was tripping bye to my ego If we mobbin', let me know Spirit speak, tell us where to go From the south side to the north Bring the heat, we ain't dunkin' smoke You gon' have to stay low Stay low Stay low Stay low Don't get too high Holy Spirit in the room, that's that K.O. Dripping in the blood, sin hasta luego See they taking shots, but I never let that bother me Judas switched on Jesus So I guess I'm in good company Uh, okay, been a threat Let God call the plays like He Belichick Crosses over checks, yeah, that's been a flex God still working on me, He ain't finished yet I might go Vegeta, my Bible a heater I'm living Lavita, I running for Jesus I follow the leader, they aiming at heads They counted me out, they wanted me dead Never retreat, give me six feet Protect fully, squad way too deep Master, please don't get me gassed up Told them I was next They thought I was gettin' passed up Let go of that depression Told them miss me with that sad stuff I had told the Reverend Garnet dipped me in that bathtub Mm, and we mobbin' on him Told them I was really bout that action I ain't never scared Keep a Bible in the mattress Told them if they want it They could get it if you askin' Mm, I'm in love with it Do it with a passion I'm a problem, okay? I just talked to God, He say, "Do it, do it, do it, do it" I just kick my feet up while I praise Him in advance You don't want no problem, you don't really wanna dance You gon' have to stay low Stay low Stay low Stay low Don't get too high Stay low Stay low Stay low Stay low Don't get too high Real big blessings around me Use to be bound, now I got boundaries Enemy wanted me dead, put a price on my head like a bounty He thought it was sweet like a brownie but God found me Now his head on a swivel, folks let me down I ain't let up a little, thought I would stop? Now they confused like they solving a riddle They said it was impossible God said He knocking down the obstacles Walk by faith, not the optical, with Jesus anything is possible They say that pressure make diamonds I'm still refining, attacking the beat like a lineman Seeking him first was my only assignment God got my back like he hitting the Heimlich That's why I'm stepping on serpents God said, "Get in there, get in there, get in there, yes, I got you" Really was chosen, I'm with the God of Moses The Great I Am said I'm heaven-sent Earth just my temporary home, I'm a resident Pushing the cure, not the pestilence The fruit the evidence Stay low Stay low Stay low Stay low Don't get too high Stay low Stay low Stay low Stay low When we look up and see Jesus It's like we Steven It's like the Thrilla in Manila When we get to preachin' It's Michael Jackson, legions beat it And beat it, beat it If Billie Jean ain't your lover Why you touch her and ain't cuff her? Yeah, police her, it's a reason These wannabes wanna be gods Wanna be on the tree Wanna be stars, even those fall, though We a lost people, man, I keep seein' Waldo Circumcision of the Spirit Scissors for this Paul flow I'm cuttin' up, Joe we did it, buttin' up If it's business, I'm minding mine You mighty blind You don't get the vision abide the vine Don't buy the wine If you get too tipsy I'm better fed with better bread If you get it, give it If we mobbin', let me know Spirit speak, tell us where to go From the southside to the north Bring the heat, we ain't ducking smoke You gon' have to stay low
Writer(s): Satoya Dubose, Fletcher Redd, Clark Lacossade, Jeffrey Shannon, Shareis Headspeth, Alexandria Dollar, Sierra Charles, Lasanna Harris, Jaden Eli Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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