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letra de low-key - tlf gang

well i’m so tired of being dumb ass motherf-cker
pig headed, gon scream from the street till showstopper
and seven days of valentine end, you cry for your lover
and i’ll be sitting in the corner watching cause i’ve gotten over
well i’mma trynna live my life for a while
let it be commercial or take it as a freestyle
fist fight, i’m bonafide, it’s east side
it’s been a long way from sweet child to 8 miles
let us specify the falsified and rectify
even though i feel low but my hopes arе high
mad machine told me to go on keep this hype
and pkj bought us chickеn 65
we see people flexing with cheese macaroni
let it be you, your style, everything’s so phoney
we the king of our territory
in our story, everyone’s good, we only live in purgatory
hate me! i don’t bother, don’t wanna k!ll my mood
anybody hits me up, “hey dude, what’s good?”
everything’s cool, everything’s good
everything’s fine in my hood, 14 g road
hey dikks, you’re great among all
hey dikks, you’re the best in the world
found a guy atlast with no fault
what ya’ll think i don’t get any praise
but i’mma keep it
low key
low key…
3 years it’s been we’re breaking stereotypes
this dude’s so influential spreading their own vibes
stop making excuses, build up your own lives
everyone’s with a knife, ain’t nothing to provide
rip off the fence, rip the door of the cage
like naruto the sage with the rage
ink in the page, messiah of the age
step up, pick the mic, rock the f-ckin stage
free kicks, deep six, how u know all these tricks
10 years old, all i wanted is omnitrix
frankly speaking i ain’t raised up on the streets
still i don’t give sh-t nor do i talk sh-t
bust all day long, it ain’t my thang
earth-10 n-z- batman
d-mn you’re maruti, ain’t no mustang
you be poppin pills, i hustle with my gang
i be keeping my original self
you be going through your wardrobe choosing fake gimmicks
you claim you’re the og of the streets, you serious?
man, screw your lame flow
d-mn with your f-cking lyrics
hey dikks, you’re great among all
hey dikks, you’re the best in the world
found a guy atlast with no fault
what ya’ll think i don’t get any praise
but i’mma keep it
low key
low key…

hook:
heyyy!
you’ve been through the day
we’ve been through the night
we ain’t the same
you love notes
we use metaphors
we play the same game
but we ain’t the same

- tlf gang

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