Lowkey Gangsta

Word, I gotta feel the groove you know what i'm sayin?
Ay
Cuz he a Lowkey Gangsta

An adolescent from The Midwest
Mixed stress levels it's all cool cuz he up next
Can't lose, if he do, we joining in the slug fest, blood test
Over here you die if you confess
Look
It's free the guys till it's backwards
Kevo carrying the music scene I bet his back hurts
End the day with a spliff of green saturn
And watch as everything starts to not matter
I'm too high to deal with your bull shit
You is a hypocrite
And I'm getting sick of it
Little bitch don't tell me how to get around
Fore I run into your house
Put dick inside yo momma mouth

Like nigga why they keep on testing me?
I got a lot of niggas I could call to catch a felony
Bitch named Beverly
Pussy over heavenly
Niggas don't care if it ain't happen from their pov
But shit
I prolly wouldn't care either
It's too many good niggas dying following they leader
They gon say their ain't no leader
You know that that's a lie
Lotta niggas die
Day and night
Many homicides
I could tell you why

It's cuz they trynna be a gangsta
Live in the streets and you'll see yo life later
Keep it lowkey but you can't
Gotta keep it lowkey you can't stop making paper

Man it's rules to this lifestyle, there's a lot of laws
There's a lot of rappers who said that they ain't getting involved
That's them same rappers who said they won't snitch when they got caught
Kevo different, he won't fit the snitch description, unlike y'all

Same niggas who been hating since the start still broke
If they saying they got money it replaced all of they hope
Shit, you can stack a band right now man it's cool
Go and post it on the gram, show everybody you a fool
Cuz everybody know that you ain't got a job, not you
How'd you get all of them bills that come in purple and the blue?
You gon tell em don't worry, I just been doing how I do
When the cops kick down the door, nigga what you gon do?

Not Shit!
You gon be like, God Damn
None of this went according to my master plan
Maybe Kevo was right, I should've kept it lowkey
Nah man
I guess this was really not the life for me

Niggas don't understand that you can be big and bad
But they dumb as fuck, so either way they failing, easy fact
If you don't use yo head it could get taken off yo shoulders
Bodies falling, reckless talking bout our soldiers
What he say?
Niggas don't understand that you can be big and bad
But they dumb as fuck, so either way they failing, easy fact
If you don't use yo head it could get taken off yo shoulders
Bodies falling, reckless talking bout our soldiers

Man, they trynna be a gangsta
Live up in the streets and you'll see yo life later
Keep it lowkey but you can't
Gotta keep it lowkey you can't stop making paper

When Kevo came into this shit, his plan was we gon do it
Everybody got their own path, but we know where the root is
We a family and that's how it's been, I'm glad that we been through it
Through the rainy, sunny, little money days we keep it movin
Like what?
Through the rainy, sunny, little money days we keep it movin
Thassa fact



Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Bowen
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