Luyện nghe bài hát Lowkey

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

Niggas on the bad slope, finna woah
show 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,
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 hoes and the bro
all dope, but we all know (Nigga I'm too low-key for that)

I'll admit my last few have been kinda rusty
Have I beating 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 nobody ties the bungee
times are ugly
I'm close to my midlife, the crisis me
Calm on the surface but I'm grumpy
If I was comfy, I'd say "fuck rap", life is complete
Surprise I'm hungry, rappers looking fries and lunch meat
Damn you got the hoes, you got a grill, you making huh (Huh)
When you be flexing you looking so icy I get the chills son (Huh)
I seen you pull up in whip and you
stopped but somehow the wheels (Damn)
Who is the plug for the drugs? Tell me where you get the pills
I heard you came from the real
What the fuck you gon' do when your deal's
Nigga the day that you fizzle out come
If you it ain't comin' you're real dumb
That a bag you made off your talent
is a label allowance
And we see in the end if you really could
pay off the balance, (I'm too low-key for that)

Niggas on the bad slope, finna crash
Tryna show the hoes the cash (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 do what I does, what's up
it do, what's up, what it do
You're blowin' all money on the hoes and the cars bro
It's all dope, but we all know (Nigga I'm too for that)

I could care about expensive gold chains
I'm gettin' more plays from spittin'
Bitch is no game
I don't with hoes who hang with rappers and want fame
Fuck the shit now I'm livin' like it's the old days
So pack bags you had your chance this might be the
Avalanche that it up
I'm back to baggy pants and wife beaters
Bitch your is up
This my master plan and struck
Don't get caught in fires that my ashy hands is up
Been had the fucking game on
had my pesos copped
Been plottin' deeply tryna take your
I can't those thoughts,
my is something that these fakes don't got
vision blurry tryna chase those thots
You tryna do it independent but you no Hop
The indie valedictorian, bitch, my grades don't
tryna move me
Beast mode is my mind is usually
focused on Louis Vuitton and
Gucci, I told you (I'm too for that)

Niggas on the bad slope, crash woah
Tryna show the hoes the cash flow (Nigga I'm too 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
You're blowin' all your money on the hoes and the bro
all dope, but we all know (Nigga I'm too low-key for that)

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