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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Davere LeJulien Deshields-Cunningham
Songwriter
Songtexte
Plague diamonds on me they gon make a Nigga seize up
Bust down Ap I'm walkin round with a freeza
Ray ban frames I'm gonna act like I can't see nun
Movin In silence I love it when it's low key money
I was broke as fuck
I remember we ain't used to see money
No green money
They used to clown on me
Now the baddest bitches wanna fuck on me
And the niggas that hated most try to vouch for me
That's a fake homie
I rather be lonely
Niggas can't clone me
And niggas don't know me
I stay low key
I stay low key
I stay low key
Im still the same Og
That I used to be
I just stay out the streets
I ain't clutching my heat
Im just smoking my weed and throwing up 23's
Im wit somebodies bitch
And we under the sheets
Niggas feel like they rich but they just got rotten cheese
Niggas ridin wit sticks my Ak knock off a tree
I'm a glitch in the system
Don't understand stand cause I'm different
I'm conversatin wit my demons and I love when they listen
Big racks and my pockets full of weed bags
Nigga talking dumb he gonna get his soul snatched
Fuckin from the back I had to give her weave back
Niggas caught me slippin I'm still in they hood facts
I ain't wit the bitchin we can really run it back
Niggas really bitches on my momma that's a fact
And on my muhfuckin mom that's muhfuckin fact
I was broke as fuck
I remember we ain't used to see money
No green money
They used to clown on me
Now the baddest bitches wanna fuck on me
And the niggas that hated most try to vouch for me
That's a fake homie
I rather be lonely
Niggas can't clone me
And niggas don't know me
I stay low key
I stay low key
I stay low key
Writer(s): Davere Deshields-cunningham
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