Low Low Smoke

[Intro]
Seat back
Cap low
Ash fall
Time slow (yeah)
[Verse 1]
Pull up in the bucket, paint still flakin'
Seat got a tear, but the ride still bangin'
One hand on the wheel, other hand just hangin'
Lil’ cloud from my lips, whole lane get fragrant
Dice on the mirror go swing when I turn
Eyes half-closed, still sharp, still learn
Old tape hiss, that loop still burn
Every puff that I take, that stress adjourned
Neighborhood waves when they hear that rumble
Kids on the curb, all laugh, all humble
Pass to my cousin, he cough, then mumble
“Life got heavy, but this keep it subtle”
Corner store stop, grab a wrap, no rush
Back to the block where we park and hush
Engine still tick while the sky go blush
All I need right now is this seat and a crush
[Chorus]
In my low low, ridin' real slow
Everywhere we go, we be smokin' weed (smokin' weed)
Windows half-down, let the whole town know
Everywhere we go, we be smokin' weed (yeah, indeed)
From the front seat vibe to the backseat glow
Everywhere we go, we be smokin' weed (smokin' weed)
Life too short, let the long smoke grow
Everywhere we go, we be smokin' weed
[Verse 2]
Sun dip low, but the street still buzzin'
Old heads posted, lil’ ones cussin'
We just cruise by, all peace, no fussin'
Only thing loud is the talk and the puffin'
Seat got crumbs from the last fast food
Phone on mute, I protect my mood
Got a lot on my mind, but this view so smooth
House after house with the same old roof
Mama say, “Boy, you should slow that roll”
I say, “Ma, I’m just tryna not lose my soul”
World so cold, gotta find that coal
Spark one up, let the red tip glow
Sidewalk story in the smoke I blow
Every exhale let a memory go
Every inhale feel the heartbeat grow
Same old road, but it still feel gold
[Chorus]
In my low low, ridin' real slow
Everywhere we go, we be smokin' weed (smokin' weed)
Windows half-down, let the whole town know
Everywhere we go, we be smokin' weed (roll it up)
From the front seat vibe to the backseat glow
Everywhere we go, we be smokin' weed (smokin' weed)
Life too short, let the long smoke grow
Everywhere we go, we be smokin' weed
[Bridge]
Ash on the dash, story in the tray
Laugh in the dark, cry in the day
Ride through the pain, ride through the praise
Same lil’ car, but it feel like a wave
Hit the backstreet, slip from the noise (skrrt)
Just me, my thoughts, and the day’s old joys
If the world too loud and the hurt too deep
I just spark one up, let the chaos sleep
[Chorus]
In my low low, ridin' real slow
Everywhere we go, we be smokin' weed (smokin' weed)
Windows half-down, let the whole town know
Everywhere we go, we be smokin' weed (yeah, yeah)
From the front seat vibe to the backseat glow
Everywhere we go, we be smokin' weed
Life too short, let the long smoke grow
Everywhere we go, we be smokin' weed (smokin' weed)

rap, Hard-hitting boom-bap with deep, knocking bass and crisp snares, male vocals. Verses ride a swung pocket with dusty chopped samples and subtle vinyl crackle. Hook widens with stacked gang vocals, simple bass stabs, and call-and-response ad-libs. Brief drops let the vocal punch before the bass slams back in, keeping a cruising, head-nod bounce., lyrical, low