Boy Summer - Low-Key Lyrics

I'm low key
Stacking money butstill ballin till I got no knee
People buying all these lies but they ain't sold me
But I stay low key and you know me

You know I stay low key
So not many know me
Don't put all my trust into niggas,
Thats not really my homies

Lettin the fake fadeaway like they Kobe
Hope I last in this shit like Ginobli
Don't believe stories broke niggas told me
If you can't be my wife don't approach me

Gotta stay low
Only push 60 when I'm on the road
Let the hate go
We gotta save our own people so put down the poles
The media get into all of ya headsssss
Got f*cked up relationship goals
Dont even speak to a nigga I couldn't leave hanging and stayed out all night in the cold

I just had to learn the hard way that these niggas really ain't cha friends
Don't fit wit other local rappers cause I can't be frontin just because the gram
Since I was a little snotty nose auntie always told me I'm the man
Lately reminiscing met some pretty women
That I can't ever give a chance

Everyday become better man
Embracing flaws and having mirror meetings
Is some shit chull never understand
It's only way to keep my focused on the money
Can not f*ck up that again
Just because we chop it up in public
That really mean that chu my mans

(Hook)


Now that I think about it
The shit that I said imma have to back,
There's no way that you can know me,
Always moving since young, don't know where my home @
Every where that we moved in
Move again in a year (Damn) I never unpacked
Staying focused can't let faze me
By mental feel kinda crazy

I always used to think my mama played
But as i'm getting older and i'm going through shit
I understand she tried to save me

We was moving all around the state,tryna find a place that felt like home
Sometimes i gotta clear the room to get to get it tune
I just think better when i'm alone

Niggas blowin up quick & then crashing down fast i call that mayday
-Niggas have shitbut stay lit one day outta 2 weeks.... must've been a payday

Life get better when silent while you makin moves...
....would play trap shit for me, but for her i put on PNDta set the mood , late. night. drivewitchu for greasy food


I gotta get this off my chest
Ion care who
Ion care when
Had to cut off they ain't deserve my best

A nigga up and went and left
But shorty you are not the rest