Lowkey II
Smoking in the backyard, crash and I can't start
Blunts to the face when I race like it's NASCAR
Bitch, I've been my own plug, growin' all my own drugs
Step into the dirt and I've been diggin' fuckin' bones up
Pretty fuckin' factual that I don't like a casual
I'm wingin' all this shit, I'm rolling deeper with no manual
Can't see, well, you got glaucoma
Backin' up quick, put you in a Glock coma
No one say let's go out to fuckin' Fresno
I don't need a bitch in my ear 'cause I said so
Say that I'll be famous but I don't think bein' less known
Makin' any difference I already made a death note
Drug composin', I'm down and I'm feelin' loaded
I'm smokin' alone and hopin' a fucker would toe to toe and
Fade, that's a fact, no problem when I attack
So wack when they all rap but fuck it I made a stack
Yeah, we like to keep it lowkey
Hard up in the paint, bitch, I gotta go deep
Rollin' up first then I'm gettin' proceeds
I've been spilling codeine, I'm a fuckin' dope fiend
Yeah, we like to keep it lowkey
Hard up in the paint, bitch, I gotta go deep
Rollin' up first then I'm gettin' proceeds
I've been spilling codeine, I'm a fuckin' dope fiend
Body bag zip, zip, blunts that I rip, rip
Bet you went and fuckin' told the cops little tip, tip
Thinkin' that you big shit, then you start to nitpick
'Bouta meet up with your bitch, fuck, then I dip quick
Break a fuckin' vessel, all my demons I will meddle with
Drugs up in my blood, I pay the statement I will settle with
Ain't a lot of rappers I can say that I be level with
Triple six up, I be reppin' all the devil shit
Back vengeance ideas I fuckin' penned it
I've gotten all your attention, I'm servin' a time my sentence
Goin' never endin' this money I wanna spend it
Well, I'm guessin' that's the benefit of federal pension
Lockin' 'em up, I'm hoppin' a bump when I ride and swerve
Coppin' a cup, I'm coughin' it up, now we tied in first
To me it's so amusing they try me but I'm the master
I beat 'em into a pulp and I'm leavin' a body tattered
Yeah, we like to keep it lowkey
Hard up in the paint, bitch, I gotta go deep
Rollin' up first then I'm gettin' proceeds
I've been spillin' codeine, I'm a fuckin' dope fiend
Yeah, we like to keep it lowkey
Hard up in the paint, bitch, I gotta go deep
Rollin' up first then I'm gettin' proceeds
I've been spillin' codeine, I'm a fuckin' dope fiend
Blunts to the face when I race like it's NASCAR
Bitch, I've been my own plug, growin' all my own drugs
Step into the dirt and I've been diggin' fuckin' bones up
Pretty fuckin' factual that I don't like a casual
I'm wingin' all this shit, I'm rolling deeper with no manual
Can't see, well, you got glaucoma
Backin' up quick, put you in a Glock coma
No one say let's go out to fuckin' Fresno
I don't need a bitch in my ear 'cause I said so
Say that I'll be famous but I don't think bein' less known
Makin' any difference I already made a death note
Drug composin', I'm down and I'm feelin' loaded
I'm smokin' alone and hopin' a fucker would toe to toe and
Fade, that's a fact, no problem when I attack
So wack when they all rap but fuck it I made a stack
Yeah, we like to keep it lowkey
Hard up in the paint, bitch, I gotta go deep
Rollin' up first then I'm gettin' proceeds
I've been spilling codeine, I'm a fuckin' dope fiend
Yeah, we like to keep it lowkey
Hard up in the paint, bitch, I gotta go deep
Rollin' up first then I'm gettin' proceeds
I've been spilling codeine, I'm a fuckin' dope fiend
Body bag zip, zip, blunts that I rip, rip
Bet you went and fuckin' told the cops little tip, tip
Thinkin' that you big shit, then you start to nitpick
'Bouta meet up with your bitch, fuck, then I dip quick
Break a fuckin' vessel, all my demons I will meddle with
Drugs up in my blood, I pay the statement I will settle with
Ain't a lot of rappers I can say that I be level with
Triple six up, I be reppin' all the devil shit
Back vengeance ideas I fuckin' penned it
I've gotten all your attention, I'm servin' a time my sentence
Goin' never endin' this money I wanna spend it
Well, I'm guessin' that's the benefit of federal pension
Lockin' 'em up, I'm hoppin' a bump when I ride and swerve
Coppin' a cup, I'm coughin' it up, now we tied in first
To me it's so amusing they try me but I'm the master
I beat 'em into a pulp and I'm leavin' a body tattered
Yeah, we like to keep it lowkey
Hard up in the paint, bitch, I gotta go deep
Rollin' up first then I'm gettin' proceeds
I've been spillin' codeine, I'm a fuckin' dope fiend
Yeah, we like to keep it lowkey
Hard up in the paint, bitch, I gotta go deep
Rollin' up first then I'm gettin' proceeds
I've been spillin' codeine, I'm a fuckin' dope fiend
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