Low Life

I keep my life low, don't trip, no tricks, don't miss, cuz I don't do no tip-toeing
Said I
keep my life low, don't trip, no tricks, bad bitch and the money just keeps growing

Said I
Really fuck with nobody, I just like to stay at home cuz I'm a homebody
If I had a bad bitch, you ain't know about it, well I got a bad bitch and she's so naughty
I be always hitting, never missing on these flows, honey, take a guess of where I get this tempo from, honey
I'm not used to stacking this cuz I use to fold money
Now they be asking just where I'm at and it's so funny cuz I always

Keep my life low, don't trip, no tricks, don't miss, cuz I don't do no tip-toeing
Said I
Keep my life low, don't trip, no tricks, bad bitch and the money just keeps growing

Said I'm always on some other shit, staying out the way can't get enough of it
You gotta go out your way to be talking shit, been about me, I'm enough, I was off of it
Now they say I'm off of my rocker, they want me down in the coffin just for me having these views
But don't know why they still watchin, watch me end up on the news because a local boy popping just cuz I sat in the stu
And stopping wasn't an option, don't get me wrong, I don't want the cameras on me
I just want a silence with the wind and the trees, maybe go out and the drinks on me
Then head back to the crib cuz I keep a low key,

I
Keep my life low, don't trip, no tricks, don't miss, cuz I don't do no tip-toeing
Said I
Keep my life low, don't trip, no tricks, bad bitch and the money just keeps growing



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Writer(s): Layo Paskin, Matthew Stuart Benjamin
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