Low Key Lyrics

Hit you with a lil mo dope, bag it up
Pusha Man
Posted up on that east coast
Get a load of this hand
I got like 7 aces on deck
On top of 7 that i been droppin
Gotta get it - let me win it
Wit a pen, yea i sin, yeah we all do
We ain't got a lot of options
Yeah, i know this road
This ocean
Navigating nothing nice
Noted
Ima build this business
Get a queen to hold this king
Let me get my fortress
This time ima put it all the way down
I ain't got time for the small talk no more now
Got a small axe that i gotta throw out
I send this to my folks out - there
Got a pair in the air, little liquor wit a soda
Loud
Yea, really..nah i need a minute
Nah, i dont wana focus now
I don't wana leave, no no
I ain't get the goal yet
Fck that gold, i don't need it
Ima be so low key wit it
Like E

Sht gon sound like this note
This note
Yeah i been low key
Like this note
Baby won't you show me
How low yo love be

So, who wana bag..who wana bag
You wana bag, you wana bag?
You got a bag... sold
Get busy with the vocals
Shouts out Bizzy, gotta know where the ropes from
& we all at a crossroads
& we all know that we all change now
Or it all goes down like any other empire That let its citizens down plenty of times
I got a mind to be around them people levels ahead
In a tribe with a 3rd eye... relative
Kin to my people, got our differences
But history been written since
Business' took Trump
Over humanity, sad as it sounds
They'll gladly pass out
That lorazepam in that south
Got that xanax fa yo man
Another one to balance all that sht out
I don peeped game for awhile now
Dont let em' get you down, no no
Get out, get up
Get buck, get a buck
Speak up, gon vote, stand up for leaders
Be a man for ya people
Understand the procedure
Respect to the females
What you mean they don't mean it?
What you mean, you don' see it?
Its all by design
Nah, this ain't efficient
Sht.... they could make that car last 40 years if they wanted to
So, fck outta my face with all yo profit margins
Sittin round figuring out ways to get over on you're people starving / ain't no honor
Fck a audit
Ain't no money in the sale
All the money in the service
System can't do nothing but fail
Unless we find another purpose
Turn this whole ship around...

& i try to chill, but i accidentally do the most...

Low Key

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