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 nigga where the
ladies at (I'm way too for that)
like a maniac,
ask niggas bitch I got my paper stacked (I'm too for that)
Yeah stuntin' like a maniac up (Somebody
better let 'em know, I'm too for that)

Niggas on the bad slope, finna crash
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 what I does, up
What it do, what's up, 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 years have been rusty
Have I beating myself up, in my mind I must be
I slowed down, watching my peers as rise above me
'Cause rap's a of faith except nobody ties the bungee
times are ugly
I'm to my midlife, the crisis haunts me
Calm on the but inside I'm grumpy
If I was comfy, I'd say "fuck rap", life is complete
Surprise I'm hungry, rappers looking like fries and lunch
you got the hoes, you got a grill, you making 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
stopped but the wheels spun (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 deal's done?
Nigga the day you fizzle out will come
If you think it comin' you're real dumb
That ain't a bag you made off your
is a label allowance
And we gon' see in the end if you really
pay off the balance, (I'm too low-key for that)

Niggas on the bad slope, 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,
yeah ho (I'm not too for that)
I just do what I does, what's up
What it do, what's up, 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)

I could care less about gold chains
I'm gettin' more plays from propane
Bitch is no game
I don't fuck with hoes who hang with rappers and want
Fuck the swaggy shit now I'm livin' like it's the old
So pack your bags you had your chance might be the
Avalanche wipes it up
I'm back to rockin' baggy pants and beaters
your time is up
This my master plan and lightning
Don't get caught in fires that my ashy hands is up
Been had the fucking on lock
had my pesos copped
Been plottin' deeply tryna take spot
I can't those thoughts,
my drive is something that fakes don't got
Their vision tryna chase those thots
You tryna do it but you ain't no Hop
The valedictorian, bitch, my grades don't drop
Quit tryna me
mode is where my mind is usually
Y'all focused on Louis and
Gucci, I told you (I'm too for that)

on the bad slope, finna 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 what I does, 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 low-key for
I'm too low-key for that
Nigga I'm too for that