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my head so low
I look up to the sky and don't know where to go
I got a lil' boat on my side but don't know where to float
Don't know where to strow

I just bought a choppa
Finna take it on a date
Bad lil b***h
And she tryna gimme face
Tryna be the don
N***a stay in yo lane
Told that n***a
Throw

sittin
Lying back, low key, playin' my position
Boy, you touch head to head, I won't bust Mr. O.D
Yeah, I couldn't get enough, better hold me

I ain't

in apartments but when they start talking get trap cleaned
Hunted and captured and drug off in shackles by stampedes
Ducking the rapture I pray that

here
Yea
I ain't signing deals up in here
Yea
Mixing shake with the kill up in here
Yea
It's getting real up in here
I pop a pill up in here
I mix

I'm a low stunting ass muhfucka
One dent in the back, and one dent in the front of the whip
Like damn You must be up to something
This shit ain't

Damn Gwala, you mix the hell out of this
This is the sound of a Yoda
Gankin' forever, I thought that I told ya
Ain't no way I'm switchin' over
I get

I thumb through the money, gotta feel for this shit, ayy
I been out the way, my name still in the mix, ayy
Started from the bottom, how I came up

for me and my bro bro
Rapping familiar that Steezzy and Jojo
I make my famila go find and go figure that imma be one to get y'all out the low low

Free the guys, aye, (free the guys)free lil makk free lil jaxx mane (free lil makk free lil jaxx mane)

Hey, we the ones dropping lows, and we wont

I'm Luka smoke before a copley game, now I'm sittin' by
Mr. Prucha Have him dancin' with his father like that

Nigga  name is Luther or I'll shoot uh

Back in the day we played hopscotch
Gambling money surrounded by bitches and honeys I'm pimpin like Travis Scott
This is the Asian lifestyle
Gimmie

thinking they my homies 
If I never looked up that’s cuz homie you below me

I lay low always hanging by myself though 
Why the fuck would I need somebody

she ain't
Fuckin' with these broke niggas
Hi Tech, red glass, that shit pour different
By the time I'm ninety-two
Done ran through four kidneys
Laughin'

Guess Who's Back

Scarface

Fastlane, Pt. 1

2002

Money is an issue, and that's on the fa' shizzle my nizzle
Ya block warm, then I come by with the fizzle
And make fa' sho' I get to work mines, for part

Bussing these heads while i copp it for the low
Ducking these feds in California with the dro
Got it from Ed Italian ice for the snow
Lets go its i-4 mr get

Mamazala Ke Star, Nkosiyami Vulindlela

Dark in complexion (Black Mamba)
I foresee better days cause I'm taller (Taller)
Always been on the low (Low

Encore

Above the Law

Time Will Reveal

1996

Chorus: 
People came ?? 
Encore, encore 
People came in by the load 
Ooh, love is strong 
(KMG) 
Yeah why'all, I felt the need, I had to let ya

bullets, rather have 'em dodge it
I might leave the earth and take off like I'm Mr. Rocket (Takeoff)
Cause I ain't fucking with this energy just being honest

Guess Who's Back

Scarface

Mixtape Gods, Vol. 4

2002

Money is an issue, and that's on the fa' shizzle my nizzle
Ya block warm, then I come by with the fizzle
And make fa' sho' I get to work mines, for part

and pretty, I might keep her on the low-low
If she don't like to get stoned, its bout to be a no-no
Cause an accident on my opps, it's bout to be a uh-oh
Why be

plays like Jerry Rice
Hope ya lil ass ain't scared of heights
We ina mix like dirty sprite
I'ma do something to satisfy
Diamonds like flames we lit

got me teary eyed
Got my vision set on winning, I can see it with my lil eye
Onna search for the bag, like I’m playing I Spy
 in the mix different color

(let's get it, yeah, let's go)
Lil' nigga, he hot as a stove 
Mr. Glock got your bitch on the road
Mr. Glock got your bitch on the go
I see white teeth