On The Low
Latrell
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I ain't gone speak on shit that I did, we gone keep that on the low I ain't gone speak on shit that I did, we gone keep that on the low I ain't gone speak on shit that I did, we gone keep that on the low (on the low, on the low) F*ck media shit as long we know, we can stay on low (yeah, yeah) Bag on your head we knock of his dreads, I don't play bout my folks (play about my folks) They tried to count me out they overlook me, and that's why I'm doing the most (yeah, yeah) I ain't gone speak on shit that I did, we gone keep that on the low (on the low, on the low) F*ck media shit as long we know, we can stay on low (yeah, yeah) Bag on your head we knock of his dreads, I don't play bout my folks (play about my folks) They tried to count me out they overlook me, and that's why I'm doing the most (yeah, yeah) Swear I'm built different, never guilt-tripping When you lowkey, shit feel different Just run up, I've been real distant In the end zone, I'm on a real mission (like woah) They telling me slow down Pedal to the metal, you sound like a clown I will never stop, I'm a keep making rounds Shit going down, know I'm in town Washing em' up, make em' thrown in a towel Not bowing out, I'm not taking a bow You ain't having motion, you ain't even moving Trell on the track, it ain't no losing Spluffing on me, I'm a make you look stupid Net going up, get the ball and I'm shooting Scoring like Devin and book like a schooling Not into tennis, I shine like a Cuban I ain't gone speak on shit that I did, we gone keep that on the low (on the low, on the low) F*ck media shit as long we know, we can stay on low (yeah, yeah) Bag on your head we knock of his dreads, I don't play bout my folks (play about my folks) They tried to count me out they overlook me, and that's why I'm doing the most (yeah, yeah) I ain't gone speak on shit that I did, we gone keep that on the low (on the low, on the low) F*ck media shit as long we know, we can stay on low (yeah, yeah) Bag on your head we knock of his dreads, I don't play bout my folks (play about my folks) They tried to count me out they overlook me, and that's why I'm doing the most (yeah, yeah) I'm way to player for these hoes truth be told (trell) Bitches know that my heart cold (cold) Nigga know that I won't fold (fold) I nun like these rap niggas, they broke and they ass and they washed up old (ass) If I got the gang with me, we all strapped up, and ready to blow (come on) They can't accept the fact, I'm getting older Me vs me, so I guess I'm the boulder F*ck being local, I'm tryna go global They flooding the market with all this disposal Waste (ass) Hell nah I ain't Into that If it ain't about the bag, I don't want a chat You a never catch me lacking, so the window black (trell) I ain't walking through the crowd, let me in the back (lemme in the back)
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