On The Low
KILO LeeL
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Ima just keep it a bean, I just question myself I be thinking is rapping for me? I show my niggas my new shit and they say it's crazy I feel like they capping to me Like I don't know how to dress I just smoke all alone, in my zone Ain't no matching with me I'm done fucking bitches That be on some hype shit talking bout Mhhh It's the trapping for me I rather go back to the streets And bag up some work And actually, stack up some cheese Man I love bagging up work, But don't wanna work That 9 to 5 shit ain't for me I'm banking on this shit to work, and if it don't work Then f*ck it I'm back to the streets Criticizing my own work, I don't see my worth I don't know what happen to me I just been rapping in the low And trapping on the low And stacking on the low Going places they can't go I know they plotting in the low Niggas hating that's for sure Gotta watch that, get your back stabbed By the niggas you call bro I just been rapping in the low And trapping on the low And stacking on the low Going places they can't go I know they plotting in the low Niggas hating that's for sure Gotta watch that, get your back stabbed By the niggas you call bro I was young, I was dumb, in the mix Had a crumb, and I still offered it You had some and you didn't offer shit I'm not one to be counting some favors But that alone shows me you stingy as shit F*ck it dawg, Ima get what I get Ima dawg, nigga don't you forget it If I want it, then I'ma go get it If niggas want war nigga f*ck it I'm with it You won't catch me lacking, no not for a minute I bombed out my car, so my windows is tinted You niggas won't see me, when I pull up in it Don't look in my car, nigga please mind your business My grandmother said I was young and was gifted So why the f*ck you on the streets with a business? You must wanna be like your dad up in prison I don't wanna go back to A-town Unless it's for family, Cuz niggas dick ride in my city Brung a new sound to my city, they seeing my new shit And niggas done copied already These niggas is plotting already He wanna rob me, I see him I'm popping his reamy Losing his eye like he fetty Bullets go straight to his head turn his brain to spaghetti But f*ck it, I'm not gone talk heavy I just wanna blow up already Im hungry and ready I just want my pockets on steady Hate being dead broke, cuz that shit gone make you move deadly I just want a big body Bentley Im sick and tired of looking at Honda's and Chevys I know some more niggas gone envy Mark on my back, I know that they plotting against me I'll tell all them niggas come get me I just been rapping in the low And trapping on the low And stacking on the low Going places they can't go I know they plotting in the low Niggas hating that's for sure Gotta watch that, get your back stabbed By the niggas you call bro I just been rapping in the low And trapping on the low And stacking on the low Going places they can't go I know they plotting in the low Niggas hating that's for sure Gotta watch that, get your back stabbed By the niggas you call bro
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