lowkey
Like, call up my phone
Lately I don't even wanna talk (yea)
What you really want from me?
I got my soul to myself (myself)
Yea, too many thought that I hold inside my mind
(Yea, yea)
Just leave me alone
(Leave me alone)
Skirt, Skirt
Going here and there
Everybody wanna know
What I am mother fucking doin
But I don't wanna show
I just wanna move it low
I just wanna keep it low-key
I don't wanna talk about it
So leave my soul alone
I just wanna be alone
So tell me what you really
Want from me
It's my cash, my money, my time
Cause I don't wanna fuck with it
If you're fake get out my life
I don't give a fuck about nobody
(Nobody)
Yea, yea, yea, yea
Just call up my phone
Hit up my line
If you don't talk about money
I don't wanna talk (yea, yea, yea)
Yea, hit here and there
But I don't wanna show my flaws
I just wanna move along
I just wanna ball this ball
I just wanna make them money and
Throwin in like motherfucking
Rainy season
Yea, yea
Tell me what you really wanna do
Don't waste my time
I don't really wanna
Fuck with that bullshit
If you wanna talk this and that
But on god I got no time for that shit, yea
Keep it on a low
I just wanna know
What you really feel about me?
Lately you've been acting distance
So I am tryna know you baby
Why you acting like that?
Do you really love me?
Do you really care about me?
I just want you to show it to my face
What you really wanna do?
Yea, keep it on a low, low
I just wanna know
How you really feel about me
Yea, yea, yea
Just sold my soul to the demon
I don't wanna live no more
I don't know what's real what's fake
Everybody got 2 face hiding
Like tell me
I just wanna let you know
How I feel about lately?
But I don't wanna show it to your face
Cause I don't wanna seem weak
Yea
Yea, looking at my time
Every time I just wanna know
When my time will come?
So I am waiting for that day
But I don't gotta do that shit
I just wanna make that shit happen
Nowadays, I've feeling low
Like down to the ground
I just wanna be 6ft underneath that bullshit
Cause I am tired of this mother fucking
Fake shit
I just wanna move along
How you really feel about it
Yea, yea
These nerves on my head is getting exploded
I just wanna know how you really feel about me
Don't fake that feeling cause baby
At the end you gonna hurt yourself
Cause you'll never find someone like me
Yea, yea
Call up my phone if you don't talk about money
I don't wanna talk
Yea, yea
First take first line
Everybody wanna write that bullshit off my paper
But I don't give a damn about my shit
No, No, No, No
No, no what you really do?
Lately I don't even wanna talk (yea)
What you really want from me?
I got my soul to myself (myself)
Yea, too many thought that I hold inside my mind
(Yea, yea)
Just leave me alone
(Leave me alone)
Skirt, Skirt
Going here and there
Everybody wanna know
What I am mother fucking doin
But I don't wanna show
I just wanna move it low
I just wanna keep it low-key
I don't wanna talk about it
So leave my soul alone
I just wanna be alone
So tell me what you really
Want from me
It's my cash, my money, my time
Cause I don't wanna fuck with it
If you're fake get out my life
I don't give a fuck about nobody
(Nobody)
Yea, yea, yea, yea
Just call up my phone
Hit up my line
If you don't talk about money
I don't wanna talk (yea, yea, yea)
Yea, hit here and there
But I don't wanna show my flaws
I just wanna move along
I just wanna ball this ball
I just wanna make them money and
Throwin in like motherfucking
Rainy season
Yea, yea
Tell me what you really wanna do
Don't waste my time
I don't really wanna
Fuck with that bullshit
If you wanna talk this and that
But on god I got no time for that shit, yea
Keep it on a low
I just wanna know
What you really feel about me?
Lately you've been acting distance
So I am tryna know you baby
Why you acting like that?
Do you really love me?
Do you really care about me?
I just want you to show it to my face
What you really wanna do?
Yea, keep it on a low, low
I just wanna know
How you really feel about me
Yea, yea, yea
Just sold my soul to the demon
I don't wanna live no more
I don't know what's real what's fake
Everybody got 2 face hiding
Like tell me
I just wanna let you know
How I feel about lately?
But I don't wanna show it to your face
Cause I don't wanna seem weak
Yea
Yea, looking at my time
Every time I just wanna know
When my time will come?
So I am waiting for that day
But I don't gotta do that shit
I just wanna make that shit happen
Nowadays, I've feeling low
Like down to the ground
I just wanna be 6ft underneath that bullshit
Cause I am tired of this mother fucking
Fake shit
I just wanna move along
How you really feel about it
Yea, yea
These nerves on my head is getting exploded
I just wanna know how you really feel about me
Don't fake that feeling cause baby
At the end you gonna hurt yourself
Cause you'll never find someone like me
Yea, yea
Call up my phone if you don't talk about money
I don't wanna talk
Yea, yea
First take first line
Everybody wanna write that bullshit off my paper
But I don't give a damn about my shit
No, No, No, No
No, no what you really do?
Credits
Writer(s): Basnet Mohan Bahadur, Manas
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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