Luyện nghe bài hát Lowkey

Stuntin' a maniac,
in the strip club 80 racks (Nigga I'm too low-key for that)
like a maniac,
in the nigga where the
ladies at (I'm way too for that)
Stuntin' a maniac,
ask niggas bitch I got my stacked (I'm too low-key for that)
stuntin' like a maniac hold up (Somebody
better let 'em know, 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,
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 on the hoes and the cars bro
It's all dope, but we all (Nigga I'm too low-key for that)

I'll admit my last few years have kinda rusty
I been beating myself up, in my mind I must be
I slowed down, my peers as they rise above me
rap's a leap of faith except nobody ties the bungee
These are ugly
I'm close to my midlife, the haunts me
Calm on the 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 mills huh (Huh)
When you be flexing you so icy that I get the chills son (Huh)
I seen you pull up in your and you
but somehow the wheels spun (Damn)
Who is the for the drugs? Tell me where you get the pills from
I heard you came the real slums
What the fuck you do when your deal's done?
Nigga the day that you fizzle out will
If you think it ain't comin' you're real
ain't a bag you made off your talent
That is a allowance
And we see in the end if you really could
pay off the balance, (I'm too low-key for that)

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

I could care less about gold chains
I'm gettin' more plays from propane
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 your bags you had your chance this be the
Avalanche that it up
I'm back to rockin' baggy pants and wife
Bitch time is up
This my master plan and lightning
Don't get caught in that my ashy hands is writing up
Been had the fucking game on
had my pesos copped
Been plottin' deeply tryna your spot
I can't erase thoughts,
my drive is something that these don't got
Their vision blurry tryna chase those
You do it independent but you ain't no Hop
The valedictorian, bitch, my grades don't drop
Quit tryna me
Beast mode is where my mind is
focused on Louis Vuitton and
Gucci, I told you (I'm too for that)

Niggas on the bad slope, finna woah
Tryna show the hoes the cash (Nigga I'm too low-key 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 do what 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
It's all dope, but we all know (Nigga I'm too for that)

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