Okay we producing from that doom shop
The one and only house of records
Yeah I keep a hunnid' stacks under pressure
keep it below freezing, people ask why your heart so cold
I said shit changed
After I signed my name
Name, name
I can't even talk no more
I just keep a smile on and the shades down low
To protect my eyes from crowd's at shows
I, don't, need, no, stress
When it comes to making bags I got finesse
I'm making paper route's we serving richer
I said I'm on my way up, on the escalator
I said I'll see you later, when I'm finally blowing up
All these words don't need to make no sense, when the people know how to represent flow that means style
I kick it back and smoke my J and make it higher, elevating my sound
Yuh, yuh elevating my sound never need to retire, and I keep smoking extra bud to speak words that eventually mean higher
I need'a keep it down low
Low
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Yeah, I need'a keep it down low
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Yeah, I need'a keep it down low
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Yeah, I need'a keep it down low
Low (Yeah)
Low (Yeah)
Yea I say we low-key we keep a tight lock
I'm a washed rapper that never got the chance to pop
Yuh
I feel like the industry has a boycott against me
Or my name written on the blacktop
Like I've done sum worse
Need leave me alone after putting me in the dirt man
Yuh, yuh
Say we keep it low-key (Yuh, yuh)
Say we keep it
Yuh, yuh, yuh (Say we keep it)
I need'a keep it down low
Low
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Yeah, I need'a keep it down low
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Yeah, I need'a keep it down low
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Yeah, I need'a keep it down low
Low (Yeah)
Low (Yeah)