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Hopsin

Genres: Hip-Hop

Lowkey Lyrics - Hopsin

Stuntin' like a maniac, 

in the strip club blowin' 80 racks (Nigga I'm too low-key for that) 

Stuntin' like a maniac, 

in the streets nigga where the 

ladies at (I'm way too low-key for that) 

Stuntin' like a maniac, 

ask niggas bitch I got my paper stacked (I'm too low-key for that) 

Yeah stuntin' like a maniac hold up (Somebody 

better let 'em know, I'm too low-key for that) 

 

Niggas on the bad slope, finna crash woah 

Tryna show the hoes the cash flow (Nigga I'm too low-key for that) 

My foot is on the gas though 

Got my hat low, still an asshole, 

yeah ho (I'm not too low-key for that) 

Nigga I just do what I does, what's up 

What it do, what's up, what it do 

You're blowin' all your money on the hoes and the cars bro 

It's all dope, but we all know (Nigga I'm too low-key for that) 

 

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I'll admit my last few years have been kinda rusty 

Have I been beating myself up, in my mind I must be 

I slowed down, watching my peers as they rise above me 

'Cause rap's a leap of faith except nobody ties the bungee 

These times are ugly 

I'm close to my midlife, the crisis haunts me 

Calm on the surface but inside I'm grumpy 

If I was comfy, I'd say "fuck rap", because life is complete 

Surprise I'm hungry, rappers looking like fries and lunch meat 

Damn you got the hoes, you got a grill, you making mills huh (Huh) 

When you be flexing you looking so icy that I get the chills son (Huh) 

I seen you pull up in your whip and you 

stopped but somehow the wheels spun (Damn) 

Who is the plug for the drugs? Tell me where you get the pills from 

I heard you came from the real slums 

What the fuck you gon' do when your deal's done? 

Nigga the day that you fizzle out will come 

If you think it ain't comin' you're real dumb 

That ain't a bag you made off your talent 

That is a label allowance 

And we gon' see in the end if you really could 

pay off the balance, bitch (I'm too low-key for that) 

 

Niggas on the bad slope, finna crash woah 

Tryna show the hoes the cash flow (Nigga I'm too low-key for that) 

My foot is on the gas though 

Got my hat low, still an asshole, 

yeah ho (I'm not too low-key for that) 

Nigga I just do what I does, what's up 

What it do, what's up, what it do 

You're blowin' all your money on the hoes and the cars bro 

It's all dope, but we all know (Nigga I'm too low-key for that) 

 

I could care less about expensive gold chains 

I'm gettin' more plays from spittin' propane 

Bitch this is no game 

I don't fuck with hoes who hang with rappers and want fame 

Fuck the swaggy shit now I'm livin' like it's the old days 

So pack your bags you had your chance this might be the 

Avalanche that wipes it up 

I'm back to rockin' baggy pants and wife beaters 

Bitch your time is up 

This my master plan and lightning struck 

Don't get caught in fires that my ashy hands is writing up 

Been had the fucking game on lock 

Been had my pesos copped 

Been plottin' deeply tryna take your spot 

I can't erase those thoughts, 

my drive is something that these fakes don't got 

Their vision blurry tryna chase those thots 

You tryna do it independent but you ain't no Hop 

The indie valedictorian, bitch, my grades don't drop 

Quit tryna move me 

Beast mode is where my mind is usually 

Y'all focused on Louis Vuitton and 

Gucci, I told you (I'm too low-key for that) 

 

Niggas on the bad slope, finna crash woah 

Tryna show the hoes the cash flow (Nigga I'm too low-key for that) 

My foot is on the gas though 

Got my hat low, still an asshole, 

yeah ho (I'm not too low-key for that) 

Nigga I just do what I does, what's up 

What it do, what's up, what it do 

You're blowin' all your money on the hoes and the cars bro 

It's all dope, but we all know (Nigga I'm too low-key for that) 

 

Nigga I'm too low-key for that 

I'm way too low-key for that 

Nigga I'm too low-key for that 

Nigga I'm too low-key for that 

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