Luyện nghe bài hát Lowkey

Stuntin' a maniac,
in the strip blowin' 80 racks (Nigga I'm too low-key for that)
Stuntin' a maniac,
in the nigga where the
ladies at (I'm way too for that)
Stuntin' a maniac,
ask niggas I got my paper stacked (I'm too low-key for that)
Yeah stuntin' a maniac hold up (Somebody
better let 'em know, I'm too for that)

Niggas on the bad slope, finna woah
Tryna show the hoes the flow (Nigga I'm too low-key for that)
My is on the gas though
Got my hat low, an asshole,
ho (I'm not too low-key for that)
Nigga I just do what I does, up
What it do, up, what it do
You're blowin' all your money on the and the cars bro
It's all dope, but we all know (Nigga I'm too for that)

I'll my last few years have been kinda rusty
Have I been myself up, in my mind I must be
I slowed down, watching my peers as they rise me
'Cause rap's a leap of faith except nobody ties the
These times are
I'm close to my midlife, the crisis me
on the surface but inside I'm grumpy
If I was comfy, I'd say "fuck rap", because is complete
Surprise I'm hungry, rappers looking like and lunch meat
Damn you got the hoes, you got a grill, you making huh (Huh)
When you be you looking so icy that I get the chills son (Huh)
I seen you pull up in your and you
stopped but the wheels spun (Damn)
Who is the plug for the Tell me where you get the pills from
I you came from the real slums
What the fuck you do when your deal's done?
the day that you fizzle out will come
If you think it ain't comin' you're dumb
That ain't a bag you made off talent
is a label allowance
And we gon' see in the end if you could
pay off the balance, bitch (I'm too for that)

Niggas on the bad slope, finna woah
Tryna show the the cash flow (Nigga I'm too low-key for that)
My is on the gas though
Got my hat low, an asshole,
ho (I'm not too low-key for that)
Nigga I just do I does, what's up
What it do, what's up, it do
You're blowin' all your money on the and the cars bro
It's all dope, but we all (Nigga I'm too low-key for that)

I could care less about expensive chains
I'm gettin' more plays spittin' propane
this is no game
I don't fuck with hoes who with rappers and want fame
Fuck the swaggy now I'm livin' like it's the old days
So your bags you had your chance this might be the
that wipes it up
I'm back to rockin' baggy and wife beaters
Bitch your is up
This my master plan and struck
Don't get caught in fires my ashy hands is writing up
Been had the game on lock
Been had my copped
Been plottin' deeply take your spot
I erase those thoughts,
my drive is that these fakes don't got
Their vision blurry tryna chase those
You tryna do it independent but you no Hop
The indie valedictorian, bitch, my grades drop
tryna move me
Beast is where my mind is usually
Y'all on Louis Vuitton and
Gucci, I told you (I'm too for that)

Niggas on the bad slope, finna woah
Tryna the hoes the cash flow (Nigga I'm too low-key for that)
My is on the gas though
Got my hat low, an asshole,
yeah ho (I'm not too for that)
I just do what I does, what's up
What it do, up, what it do
blowin' all your money on the hoes and the cars bro
It's all dope, but we all (Nigga I'm too low-key for that)

Nigga I'm too low-key for
I'm way too for that
Nigga I'm too for that
I'm too low-key for that