Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Low-Key , by - Hopsin. Release date: 20.12.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Low-Key |
| Niggas on the bad slope, finna crash woah |
| Tryna show the hoes the cash flow (Nigga I’m too low-key for that) |
| My foot is on the gas though |
| Got my hat low, still an asshole, yeah ho (I'm not too low-key for that) |
| Nigga I just do what I does, what’s up |
| What it do, what’s up, what it do |
| You’re blowin' all your money on the hoes and the cars bro |
| It’s all dope, but we all know (Nigga I’m too low-key for that) |
| I’ll admit my last few years have been kinda rusty |
| Have I been beating myself up, in my mind I must be |
| I slowed down, watching my peers as they rise above me |
| 'Cause rap’s a leap of faith except nobody ties the bungee |
| These times are ugly |
| I’m close to my midlife, the crisis haunts me |
| Calm on the surface but inside I’m grumpy |
| If I was comfy, I’d say «fuck rap», because life is complete |
| Surprise I’m hungry, rappers looking like fries and lunch meat |
| Damn you got the hoes, you got a grill, you making mills huh (Huh) |
| When you be flexing you looking so icy that I get the chills son (Huh) |
| I seen you pull up in your whip and you stopped but somehow the wheels spun |
| (Damn) |
| Who is the plug for the drugs? |
| Tell me where you get the pills from |
| I heard you came from the real slums |
| What the fuck you gon' do when your deal’s done? |
| Nigga the day that you fizzle out will come |
| If you think it ain’t comin' you’re real dumb |
| That ain’t a bag you made off your talent |
| That is a label allowance |
| And we gon' see in the end if you really could pay off the balance, |
| bitch (I'm too low-key for that) |
| Niggas on the bad slope, finna crash woah |
| Tryna show the hoes the cash flow (Nigga I’m too low-key for that) |
| My foot is on the gas though |
| Got my hat low, still an asshole, yeah ho (I'm not too low-key for that) |
| Nigga I just do what I does, what’s up |
| What it do, what’s up, what it do |
| You’re blowin' all your money on the hoes and the cars bro |
| It’s all dope, but we all know (Nigga I’m too low-key for that) |
| I could care less about expensive gold chains |
| I’m gettin' more plays from spittin' propane |
| Bitch this is no game |
| I don’t fuck with hoes who hang with rappers and want fame |
| Fuck the swaggy shit now I’m livin' like it’s the old days |
| So pack your bags you had your chance this might be the |
| Avalanche that wipes it up |
| I’m back to rockin' baggy pants and wife beaters |
| Bitch your time is up |
| This my master plan and lightning struck |
| Don’t get caught in fires that my ashy hands is writing up |
| Been had the fucking game on lock |
| Been had my pesos copped |
| Been plottin' deeply tryna take your spot |
| I can’t erase those thoughts, my drive is something that these fakes don’t got |
| Their vision blurry tryna chase those thots |
| You tryna do it independent but you ain’t no Hop |
| The indie valedictorian, bitch, my grades don’t drop |
| Quit tryna move me |
| Beast mode is where my mind is usually |
| Y’all focused on Louis Vuitton and Gucci, I told you (I'm too low-key for that) |
| Niggas on the bad slope, finna crash woah |
| Tryna show the hoes the cash flow (Nigga I’m too low-key for that) |
| My foot is on the gas though |
| Got my hat low, still an asshole, yeah ho (I'm not too low-key for that) |
| Nigga I just do what I does, what’s up |
| What it do, what’s up, what it do |
| You’re blowin' all your money on the hoes and the cars bro |
| It’s all dope, but we all know (Nigga I’m too low-key for that) |
| Nigga I’m too low-key for that |
| I’m way too low-key for that |
| Nigga I’m too low-key for that |
| Nigga I’m too low-key for that |