(Intro)

I could be that, I could do that..
I rather be this, I rather do this..
I'm Niko Khale (aye, aye, aye, aye...)
What makes life more than living?
Go deep inside, keep em diggin'
Define your addiction
What makes life more than living
Fuck spendin' time in the prison
Havin' to rely on a visit

(Verse 1)

Let's talk about the sweeter things in life
Let's talk about how we can make it right
Girl, you could even stay the night
I'm offering you some things you can't deny
The things you fantasize
I'll leave you satisfied, I'll feed you valid vibes
Loving you would be like leaping back in time
Like taking boat trips on the sweet Atlantic tide
It's somethin' 'bout the way that you..
You hold me and how you..
You ride it like my, my pony
See that right there, see that's that suga baby
Most n***as just gon' leave that right there
'Cause they just lookers baby, I'm a hustler
Down the line, you'll see how far that took us baby
I knock down opponents, it's 'bout the moment
See life is just all about livin' it..
How you want it, how you dreamt it
Father, what's religion?
Sometimes I be feelin like it's just a vision
And I know we all see somethin' different
What's dear to my heart when all love is distant?
It's been tough existing
Get rich and get high, that's the fuckin' mission
Hugs and kisses from girls
That wanna become his Mrs
Once you go black, you never go back
[?] like burning bridges
See that right there, see that's that suga baby
As well as how you got yo body lookin'
For summer baby, come here baby
Let me explore your aspirations
This was the first time I had smashed an Asian
Her pop was doin' time for tax evasion
Her mama died before her graduation
So she been fillin' out applications
Call me up like
Hurry up and get rich off of rap, I'm waitin'
You've came too far to be okay wit' goin'
Back to basics, you have to make it
Damn...
See that right there, see that's that sweet n' low
'Cause what if I get shot by a cop
'fore I save my people, yo..

(Bridge)

Revenge is sweet..
No new friends, but ends will meet
And shots will fly, but a bullet won't
Penetrate what I got inside
Sometimes it requires more [?]
Brother, I'm beefin' wit' ya skepticism
I been so blessed like
What could heaven give her?
We're all just sacrifices
I was twelve when I shook hands wit' Mike

(Verse 2)

Aye, aye..
Love on top and plus I got the Henny on hype
I won't stop, tell my foolies that we'll be alright
We work now, save our childhood
For when we grow old
My first thou'
I spent it on a pretty Rose Gold
But I'm workin' on it
And Father, Cherie ass so fine
I write in cursive on it
And every time I see her
I still get those butterflies
But I'm when I'm gone
I wonder if she stay with other guys
That's that sweet n' low

(Outro)

Sweet low..
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Sweet, sweet, sweet
Sweet low..
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Sweet, sweet, sweet
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Sweet, sweet, sweet..