Lyrics:
to this better life
Somehow I feel you'll never see the faces change
Through thick and thin,
She stood by you
She held the key to my broken heart
I
[Bun B]
Let's get it started like transmission and alternators
Got the keys in the cage ready for who you call the greatest
Takin 'em down from
real life, and he only lit on IG
You know he fucking with them hoes but you won't leave
He be telling you he tryna keep it low key
Girl I'm tryna save
and cheese
We never got degrees, ayy
I sold a thousand P's (P's)
Yeah, I got the keys (I got the keys)
Don't play by the rules
Lay low and I plot my
and four chords repeated
Completed by a relatable lyrical concept about an ex or something
This isn't for the masses
It's for the
musically analytical
So
spent a couple bucks, he in again,
Know it's love, cause I do this shit for him
I'm sayin', you ain't hit me, is you still alive?
I'm feelin' deprived,
better by biting my lip
Before I can get to the door with my keys
I'm already deep and you pull me in deeper
You taste even sweeter
The drug I need
I wish
In the club with my homies, trying to get a lil' V-I
Getting down with the low-key (low-key)
You should know how it feels
I seen shorty, she was
Everything we create is owed to what you made
The way you'd change it all forever
Take the key, and say whatever
Add some noises, fan the flames
Wasn't music
me shine again
They fucking with my mind again
But as soon as I finish this Heineken
I gotta go get my nine again
(It got a body on it from a party
Show out for the girls and get your ass whipped
On some 8th grade, right front of the class shit
You gon' try to test me but I'mma pass it
I'm
find the key
Show that you a freak, yeh
Ah, Wanna fuck with me cuz she want it
Spin around again cuz you got it, girl
Really gotta start from the bottom
You wanna be low-key
Healing don't come easy
It's not for free
These tears, I don't cry
With scars I try hard to hide
The pain tears me up from
Mann from Scary Movie you banned from being mooly
I keep it black gutter, white gutter, Chinese gutter by these brothers
Here try these fuckers here
All
twenty-one"
[Verse 5]
Time won't fly, it's like I'm paralyzed by it
I'd like to be my old self again, but I'm still tryin' to find it
After plaid shirt days
One time
Show me the way of a Master
Some say the place wey I dey go so say my name nor dey am
Buh I need the keys to the beamer
Wizardry
Givers
Late night me and bro on a mission
Times was hard so we had to go get It
No key masked up, put the flat in the ignition
Fucked up that we seen what
turned and regarded the weather again, then decided on his Spanish guitar. He carefully put it in the case, walked out the door and headed for a quiet spot
again
All through the years my mic has been my best friend
I know some brothers wonder, can Phifer really kick it?
Some even wanna diss me, but why
getting butt fucked for life. About two months go by and I'm still getting fucked and passed around in every direction.
I will probably never ever again
to ever be governed by enforced insanity
Someone had to reach for the risin' star
I guess it was up to me
Oh, the union central is pullin' out
flow
Ima get you stuck like fiends
No fucks - given
Ima get my doh
Don't worship it
This shit is all by design
Give you the Blue collar perspective
Props
Boy I am so tired
I'll be glad when I get inside the house
Oh, I dropped my keys
Oh what tis bright light?
My God they must gonna rob me
Who
And he said: It's supposed to be fun
Turning 21
Time won't fly, it's like I'm paralyzed by it
I'd like to be my old self again
But I'm still tryin' to find
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