Brim Low
Chris Webby Lyrics


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Pulling my fitted right down to my eyes, like a fucking disguise
Thought that I wanted it so I just shot for the sky
Now I don't even know why
Gave it a try, wanted a piece of the pie, now it's a fucking surprise
The way that I'm living is different
I'm hitting and missing, and I'm just here trying to vibe
Oh my god, all this shit done changed, people be noticing me
Now they all love me, or hate me
Like there ain't no in between
I'm doing me, and that's all I know
Out on the road doing these shows
To give you the fans a little piece of my soul
But you must know I'm just like you when I ain't got no mic
So if you see me out in public show me respect and we aight
And yes you can have an autograph
But if I'm with a girl or my family and friends
I don't get that much so please don't ask
Pick and choose, you respect me as a person, I'll reciprocate
Tip my hat and give you dap and I will just be on my way
If you see me while I'm out and got my hat down to my eyes
Brim low, that is like my "please do not disturb" sign

I'm just tryna live my life like I'm supposed to be
While I'm following the path that has chosen me
Now it's everywhere I go people notice me
Feet planted with my head up high
But I'ma keep my brim low, and I don't see no haters
My eyes red, cause I'm always medicated
Now they say I made it, cause I'm elevated
But my feet planted and my head up high
But I'ma keep my brim low
I'ma keep my brim low, I'ma keep my brim low
I'ma keep my brim low with my head up high
And I'ma keep my brim low

Always be keeping my hat to my brow
And my head in the clouds
Shit has been stressing me so I been rolling this loud
Trying to block it all out
But I know right now that this here's my shot
Shit or get off of the pot
Shoot for the top, ain't no looking back
This is all I got, so I will not stop
But I sacrifice my private life
That's the shit that drives a person nuts
But I won't lose sight of that feeling I got way back when
When I started to write
Hit Radio Shack with my dad
Bought me a mic, best day of my life
Ever since then I just make this music
Put it out for them to hate
But I'm Superman, my skin too thick to be penetrated
So many people always been telling me that I never would make it
But I'm an artist, how many times must I demonstrate it?
Now it's my time to take it, I made my choices
But now so many people in my ear I'm hearing voices
So if you see me while I'm out and got my hat down to my eyes
Brim low, that is like my "please do not disturb" sign

I'm just tryna live my life like I'm supposed to be
While I'm following the path that has chosen me
Now it's everywhere I go people notice me
Feet planted with my head up high
But I'ma keep my brim low, and I don't see no haters
My eyes red, cause I'm always medicated
Now they say I made it, cause I'm elevated
But my feet planted and my head up high
But I'ma keep my brim low
I'ma keep my brim low, I'ma keep my brim low




I'ma keep my brim low with my head up high
And I'ma keep my brim low

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Chris Webby's song Brim Low highlight the challenges that come with fame and success. The artist expresses his desire to live a normal life but realizes that it's not possible as people are now aware of him and his music everywhere he goes. He uses the metaphor of wearing his hat pulled low over his eyes to indicate he wants privacy and to avoid unwanted attention. In the first verse, he talks about trying to achieve his dreams and recognizing that fame can be both positive and negative. He's aware that people now have strong opinions about him, either loving or hating him, with no in-between. Despite this, he's grateful for his fans' support and acknowledges that he's just like anyone else when he's not on stage.


The chorus highlights that Chris is following his chosen path and that people are now recognizing him due to his hard work and talent. He mentions that he's always medicated (presumably with marijuana) and has red eyes, possibly indicating that he smokes to cope with the realities of fame. However, he remains determined to keep his head held high and continue pursuing his dreams while still maintaining some privacy.


In the second verse, Chris talks about how the pressure of fame can be overwhelming, and it takes a toll on his personal life. He's sacrificed his privacy for his art, but it's the love of music that drives him to continue. People are always doubting him, but he's resilient and has thick skin to deal with the criticism. Overall, the song conveys Chris Webby's struggles with his newfound fame and how he copes with it.


Line by Line Meaning

Pulling my fitted right down to my eyes, like a fucking disguise
I'm wearing my hat low to avoid attention and people recognizing me


Thought that I wanted it so I just shot for the sky
I pursued my dreams of becoming a successful artist


Now I don't even know why
I'm starting to question my motives and the sacrifices I've made


Gave it a try, wanted a piece of the pie, now it's a fucking surprise
I wanted to achieve success and now that I have it, it's not what I expected


The way that I'm living is different, I'm hitting and missing, and I'm just here trying to vibe
My lifestyle has changed since becoming more well-known, but I'm still trying to find my place and stay true to myself


Oh my god, all this shit done changed, people be noticing me
I've gained a lot of attention and recognition since becoming more successful


Now they all love me, or hate me, like there ain't no in between
People have strong opinions about me and my music, either positive or negative


I'm doing me, and that's all I know
I'm staying true to myself and my passion for making music


Out on the road doing these shows, to give you the fans a little piece of my soul
I perform live shows to connect with my fans and share my music and emotions with them


But you must know I'm just like you when I ain't got no mic
I'm just a regular person outside of my performance persona


So if you see me out in public show me respect and we aight
If you approach me in public, please be respectful


And yes you can have an autograph, but if I'm with a girl or my family and friends, I don't get that much so please don't ask
I'm open to giving autographs, but please understand that I have limited free time with my loved ones


Pick and choose, you respect me as a person, I'll reciprocate, tip my hat and give you dap and I will just be on my way
I'll treat you with respect if you treat me with respect, but I also have to prioritize my own time and well-being


Always be keeping my hat to my brow and my head in the clouds
I'm always trying to stay grounded and humble while also staying focused on my goals and aspirations


Shit has been stressing me so I been rolling this loud, trying to block it all out
I use marijuana to cope with the stresses of my career and try to find some relief


So many people always been telling me that I never would make it, but I'm an artist, how many times must I demonstrate it?
I've faced a lot of doubt and skepticism about my ability to succeed as an artist, but I've proved them wrong time and time again


If you see me while I'm out and got my hat down to my eyes, brim low, that is like my 'please do not disturb' sign
I use my low hat as a signal to others that I may not want to engage in conversation or be bothered in public


I'm just tryna live my life like I'm supposed to be, while I'm following the path that has chosen me
I'm doing my best to live a fulfilling life while pursuing my passion for music


Now it's everywhere I go people notice me, feet planted with my head up high
My success has made me more recognizable and I try to maintain my confidence and composure in public


But I'ma keep my brim low, and I don't see no haters, my eyes red cause I'm always medicated
I'll continue to use my hat as a signal that I may want to be left alone, and I use marijuana to cope with the pressures of my career and life


Now they say I made it, cause I'm elevated, but my feet planted and my head up high
People now recognize my success and elevated status, but I try to stay grounded and focused


I'ma keep my brim low, I'ma keep my brim low, I'ma keep my brim low with my head up high, and I'ma keep my brim low
I'll continue to use my hat as a signal and reminder to myself to stay humble and focused on my goals




Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: CHRISTIAN WEBSTER, DWAYNE CHIN-QUEE, MITCHUM CHIN, GAMAL KOSH LEWIS

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

Conrad Norberg

Yeah, ya know
It’s Chris Webby, uh (brim low)

[Hook: Smokahantas]
When we rollin’ in the whip after rollin’ up the piff
And we all gon’ get in free
Then I fill myself a cup, lean back with a dutch
Burn it down till it’s hard to see
I’ma keep my brim low low low low low low low low
And ain’t nobody gon’ be botherin’ me, no one botherin’ me
So I’ma keep my brim low

[Verse 1: Chris Webby]
I keep my brim low, nobody seein’ me
I got a dutch rolled full of the greenery
Hoppin’ out the scenery and spittin’ the best
So hot you’ll melt like the wicked witch of the west
Yes, and then we rollin’ up a fat one
Joint papers up in the wallet, I always have one
Keef on the bowl pack, we gettin’ high now
Brim low, pull the fitted to my eyebrows
Draggin’ on a dutchie, I’m in my own zone
O-Z of Sour D and that homegrown
I don’t fuck with no middies, just that headies
Twist it in a blizzy, now we gettin’ dizzy
Crack open a 40
Then roll yourself another we gon’ party till the mornin’
That’s how we get it goin’, Chris Webby
Number one supporter of that THC
My veins run green from all this weed
I’m so damn high I can barely even see
But I’m still burnin’, take another pull
Wash down an Adderall with a Red Bull
Now I got my energy and I’m still blasted
Marijuana makes life so fantastic
It is more than a habit, it is an addiction
Can’t imagine one day when I’m not twistin’
Brain moves slow, but I don’t care
Every blunt was worth it, nothin' else compares
Mary Jane you are my baby, I’ll take you as my lady
Until you take that last brain cell and I go crazy
Everything I been through, ain’t know what to do
My first resort was turnin' to you, and now I’m burnin’ with you
Go n’ roll them windows up, now puff puff pass that lovely dutch



All comments from YouTube:

Elijah Monroe

Years later, i appreciate different harmonies for different reasons. This one was a gem dude, the whole album, truly. My favorite of yours.

Mr Green954

2020 still my favorite song

Conrad Norberg

Yeah, ya know
It’s Chris Webby, uh (brim low)

[Hook: Smokahantas]
When we rollin’ in the whip after rollin’ up the piff
And we all gon’ get in free
Then I fill myself a cup, lean back with a dutch
Burn it down till it’s hard to see
I’ma keep my brim low low low low low low low low
And ain’t nobody gon’ be botherin’ me, no one botherin’ me
So I’ma keep my brim low

[Verse 1: Chris Webby]
I keep my brim low, nobody seein’ me
I got a dutch rolled full of the greenery
Hoppin’ out the scenery and spittin’ the best
So hot you’ll melt like the wicked witch of the west
Yes, and then we rollin’ up a fat one
Joint papers up in the wallet, I always have one
Keef on the bowl pack, we gettin’ high now
Brim low, pull the fitted to my eyebrows
Draggin’ on a dutchie, I’m in my own zone
O-Z of Sour D and that homegrown
I don’t fuck with no middies, just that headies
Twist it in a blizzy, now we gettin’ dizzy
Crack open a 40
Then roll yourself another we gon’ party till the mornin’
That’s how we get it goin’, Chris Webby
Number one supporter of that THC
My veins run green from all this weed
I’m so damn high I can barely even see
But I’m still burnin’, take another pull
Wash down an Adderall with a Red Bull
Now I got my energy and I’m still blasted
Marijuana makes life so fantastic
It is more than a habit, it is an addiction
Can’t imagine one day when I’m not twistin’
Brain moves slow, but I don’t care
Every blunt was worth it, nothin' else compares
Mary Jane you are my baby, I’ll take you as my lady
Until you take that last brain cell and I go crazy
Everything I been through, ain’t know what to do
My first resort was turnin' to you, and now I’m burnin’ with you
Go n’ roll them windows up, now puff puff pass that lovely dutch

Rocko 97

This song should have 6 million views already! Classic

It's Merchaholic

Gotta love when the likes/dislikes bar makes a nice green lit joint.

nate field

webby's best track hands down!

Michael Thomas

I can't stop listening to this song

Bobby Germain

Same here 💯 I've been listening since December of 2011

Evan O'Donovan-Fox

were can i get this mixtape?!?!?!

Malachi Bauman

Why is this still not on Spotify yet???

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