Lowkey (ft. Mike Acapella)

Duration

4:17

Genres

Hip-Hop

Lyrics

(Intro) (Background vocals) Aahhh, ahhh, hey They ask me why I do this, huh, I say I do it for whoever’s askin’ Its only right, drop it (Verse 1) I do it major and that’s out yo league, you wanna be down with the team/ you ain’t even gotta weigh it up, that’s an ounce of trees, smoke it on the balcony, hold up/ when it’s real niggas talkin money you shut up/ streets is dangerous, never put my gun up/ Double A is on the come up and not only am I runnin shit but I’m always ready when they run up, huh/ still killin niggas with the murder I wrote, fans be sayin my quotes/ they know that I’m dead serious, what I spoke’s no joke and I’m up like a nigga doin coke/ no soda boy, thought I told you boy, we some riders and motherfuckin rollers boy/ I’ll pull up in a all-black Rover boy/ lot of bread and an all-black toaster boy/ Krispy Kreme in my denim jeans and I’m movin slow like I’m sippin lean/ drug habit, somebody needs to intervene, I mean I hit the weed like it was nicotine/ me and money – nothing ever coming in-between/ get on dummy, man it really ain’t shit to me/ hit the mall and I balled like Mr. Clean/ I’m the future, I’m tryin to make history (Chorus) Lowkey, I’m that nigga, ask about me in the streets Lowkey, I be goin in on each and every beat Lowkey, It’s a cold world so I keep that heat Lowkey, I be fly as hell, fresh down to my feet, Ayee And I throw it in they face All this paper that I chase All these girls that be on me While I’m tryin to be lowkey (Verse 2) I’m old school, and you old news, and I’m always on some new shit/ even though I’m with my old lady, I still went and got me a new chick/ it’s over boy I’m going overboard trying to stay above water like a cruise ship/ Big boy so they call me Sir Lucious, built from the ground up, no blueprint/ I’m a made nigga, I’m a paid nigga, don’t confuse me with one of them lame niggas/ I make it hot ‘cause I’m a flame spitter/ when I hurt the track it needs a painkiller/ what you gone do when the heat go “Bang”?, Kill yourself, Kurt Cobain/ “How you doing” man I can’t complain, I got a connect with them cheaper thangs/ I’m coming with the shit that makes your speakers bang/ Double A flyer than some eagle wings/ causing tragedies, not the battery’s working magic he’s David Blane/ ha, my chain is shining my dame is rhyming my words with me/ we just relaxing, I’m off that ‘yak as we roll sticky (Chorus) Lowkey, I’m that nigga, ask about me in the streets Lowkey, I be goin in on each and every beat Lowkey, It’s a cold world so I keep that heat Lowkey, I be fly as hell, fresh down to my feet, Ayee And I throw it in they face All this paper that I chase All these girls that be on me While I’m tryin to be lowkey (Verse 3) Third verse hard as the first nigga there is no letting up I’m opening up/ all these bags of work, smoke a bag of purp/ I’m fresh to death and dug myself out the dirt/ catch any nigga slipping then we grab the merch, catch any nigga snitchin then we have to merk/ sicker than when a vegan eats afterbirth/ high as hell, light a “L” right after church/ my phone been ringin all day, yea they fuckin with me the long way/ some hate on me buts it’s ok, I got game but I don’t play/ I’m so fly, I’m soul plane, I’m at they heads like Rogaine/ motherfucka better stay in yo lane, ain’t nothing sweet but this candy paint/ I’m gassed up, propane, fill them up with octane/ can’t get what I’ve obtained and you shouldn’t shoot if you don’t got aim/ cold with the flow, better keep a hold on your hoe ‘cause I know she’ll go/ If I go broke then I’ll run up in your home put the chrome to your dome get the dough then I’m gone, nigga (Chorus) Lowkey, I’m that nigga, ask about me in the streets Lowkey, I be goin in on each and every beat Lowkey, It’s a cold world so I keep that heat Lowkey, I be fly as hell, fresh down to my feet, Ayee And I throw it in they face All this paper that I chase All these girls that be on me While I’m tryin to be lowkey