Lowkey

I like to move low-key, cuz I don't wanna be seen
I gotta watch my fuckin' back for shit I did in them streets
Fuckin' hatin' on me for shit I did as a teen
I stay with heat, so run up on me, leave you dead in them streets

I gotta move low-key, cuz I don't wanna be seen
I gotta watch my fuckin' back for shit I did in them streets
Fuckin' hatin' on me for shit I did as a teen
I stay with heat, so run up on me, leave you dead in them streets

All facts, no cap, run up, get your skull capped
I went and changed my life, but don't think I will never go back
187 on my body, murder runnin' through my mind
I'll be quick to slang this iron, test my gangsta, then you dying

Just cuz I went and changed my life, don't say I ain't on shit
I'll be quick to grab a blick and get back on that gangsta shit
Respect is a must, and bitch I need mine
This a message, ain't no threats, it's all facts in these rhymes

Murder murder through my mind, bitch I'm quick to do time
Talkin' like a gangsta, how come you don't come and test mine
Put your face up on a shirt, yeah your ass can go get murked
White chalk and yellow tape, leave your whole family hurt

I like to move low-key, cuz I don't wanna be seen
I gotta watch my fuckin' back for shit I did in them streets
Fuckin' hatin' on me for shit I did as a teen
I'll stay with heat, so run up on me, leave your dead in them streets

I gotta move low-key, cuz I don't wanna be seen
I gotta watch my fuckin' back for shit I did in them streets
Fuckin' hatin' on me for shit I did as a teen
I'll stay with heat, so run up on me, leave your dead in them streets



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Writer(s): Riley Cagle
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