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letra de lowkey - big rotg

[intro]
i’ve been tryna stay lowkey. y’all don’t even f-cking know me

[verse 1]
i’ve been laying low for a little minute
trying to focus up my craft ‘fore i even finish
call me pat sajak, i’mma leave you spinning
make these other rappers yack, like they eating spinach
everybody see me out, need my windows tinted
not searching for the clout, i’m already winning
i’m already drawing scouts, in the second inning
imma make you twist and shout, my name’s ryland lennon

[hook]
but real talk, i’ve been tryna stay lowkey
hide in the shadows like i’m motherf-cking loki
evolve into a ninja, like a motherf-cking froakie
if y’all ain’t seen me irl, then you don’t f-cking know me
i won’t make it in the game?, why don’t you f-cking blow me
i feel like i’m just locked out, sitting here with no key
if i say i’m done or i quit, just know i’m joking
my checks go straight to the feds, i know i’m broke g

[verse 2]
but it won’t stay this way for long
i got your baby mama chilling in a thong
just waiting to devour my schl-ng
thinking she in love, but i’m already gone
radiation on these beats, i’m an atomic bomb
so goated at this sh-t, i’m k!lling y’all at sp-wn
fastest rise to the top, i’m on the autobahn
see you in a few years, working cinnabon
my job just made a big cut to my hours
bills are hard to pay, my debt’s tall like a tower
so instead i hide and cry like a coward
corrections say that what’s mine is ours
my life has a bad taste like it’s sour
but i gotta ask, “would you like corn or flour?”
[hook]
but real talk, i’ve been tryna stay lowkey
hide in the shadows like i’m motherf-cking loki
evolve into a ninja, like a motherf-cking froakie
if y’all ain’t seen me irl, then you don’t f-cking know me
i won’t make it in the game?, why don’t you f-cking blow me
i feel like i’m just locked out, sitting here with no key
if i say i’m done or i quit, just know i’m joking
my checks go straight to the feds, i know i’m broke g

[verse 3]
my rhymes are out of this world, i’m on mars
elon’s gonna send a ship to explore these bars
no cap i think i’ve had 8 different cars
but i don’t even need em, going straight to the stars
if we got beef, let’s not chat, b-tch let’s spar
the way you acting out of pocket is real bizarre
i may not be the best, but you’re the worst so far
i’ll beat your ass, then i’m smoking cigars
i’m only rapping, i can’t play guitar
big ro the great’s on producer’s radars
the chosen one, like i’m the avatar
one day i’ll be rich, eating caviar
smoking on gas, got it in mason jars
songs haven’t come out, i got a reservoir
release them all, i’ll be a superstar
that’s it for now, i’m saying au revoir

- big rotg

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