So1o So Low Soulo - Johnny Quest The Rebel

Live alone die alone

Smoke by myself I’ll be fryd alone

My confinement is solitaire, playing my cards I’m in my zone

I was trying to get Richie Rich, then I ended up Home Alone

Dreams of stacking like oreo

Life’s a bitch fuck in her gloryhole

Global guts with the glory bro

Horror flick with the gory bro

Triumph end of the story bro

Ball in my hands Robert Horry flow

By myself I mastered the clutch

Changing gears mash in the clutch

Said it never came automatic, said we did it manual

Ain’t no rule book to this shit, ain’t never had no manual

Survivor’s guilt, shit man, can’t you tell?

Solo but God is with me so I pray Emmanuel

Sorry I got trust issues

But don’t take it personal if I don’t fuck with you

I been, I been solo so low soulo soulo…

I be, I be solo so low soulo soulo…

I live, I live solo so low soulo soulo…

I die, I die solo so low soulo soulo…

Solo so low soulo soulo…

Solo so low soulo soulo…

Solo so low soulo soulo…

Solo so low soulo soulo…

So low, infatuation with elevation (elevation)

Outkast, listening to elevators (elevators)

Told my Rebels I’m going to elevate us (elevate us)

I never had energy for a fucking hater (never, never)

But I love that you fucking hate us (I love they hate us)

And y’all ain’t never been my motivation

I’m from the slums survival is really motivation

Thumbs up good luck trying to find that transportation

Cuz in the mud it gets slippery and hard to stand

And life pull you down just like some quicksand

Was getting high to escape my lows a part of the plan

So I just reach out my hand and say…

Follow me

Won’t you follow me?

To a place…

We can all be free…