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)
like a maniac,
ask niggas I got my paper stacked (I'm too low-key for that)
Yeah like a maniac hold up (Somebody
better let 'em know, I'm too for that)

on the bad slope, finna crash woah
Tryna show the hoes the cash flow (Nigga I'm too for that)
My foot is on the gas
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, what's up, 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 admit my last few years been kinda rusty
Have I been beating myself up, in my mind I be
I slowed down, watching my as they rise above me
'Cause a leap of faith except nobody ties the bungee
These times are
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 like 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 up in your whip and you
stopped but somehow the wheels (Damn)
Who is the for the drugs? Tell me where you get the pills from
I you came from the real slums
What the fuck you gon' do when deal's done?
Nigga the day that you fizzle out come
If you think it ain't comin' real dumb
That ain't a bag you made off your
That is a label
And we gon' see in the end if you really
pay off the balance, bitch (I'm too for that)

Niggas on the bad slope, crash 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)
Nigga I just do I does, what's up
it do, what's 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 care less about expensive gold chains
I'm gettin' more plays from spittin'
Bitch this is no
I fuck 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 rockin' baggy and wife beaters
your time is up
This my master and lightning struck
Don't get in fires that my ashy hands is writing up
Been had the fucking on lock
Been had my pesos
plottin' deeply tryna take your spot
I can't those thoughts,
my is something that these fakes don't got
Their blurry tryna chase those thots
You tryna do it but you ain't no Hop
The valedictorian, bitch, my grades don't drop
Quit move me
Beast is where my mind is usually
Y'all on Louis Vuitton and
Gucci, I you (I'm too low-key for that)

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

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