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• Artiste: Mick Jenkins
• Titre: Stay Low
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Stay low It's how a nigga move through the streets relative ease I just stay low It's kinda like the smoke from the leaves, I'm in a breeze Nigga, stay low (nigga) Keys open doors, them boys will start to feel you Black boy joy, you know they're tryna kill you Black boy joy, you know I'm a southside nigga, it ain't too many places get as cold as this Well I'm good in yo culdesac Ain't no hood wit' me, I ain't on no cobra shit No more woods when I roll a pack I'm about this paper like a river ride 5 different revenue streams coming Try to pay my time, pray to God that I'm living right I ain't even got a gun, all these differеnt magazines coming I be running from it, trust me I bе ducking fans sometimes Wasn't wit' me shooting in the gym Writing on my flip phone, scribbling on loose leaf Tryna rep my zip code, pulling up in hoopties, damn In a old school currently Filing all my currency, I Never been concerned wit' niggas keeping eyes on me Moving just like I got pies on me You won't find on me Then nigga, stay low (yuh) It's how a nigga move through the streets, [?] TV's I just stay low It's kinda like the smoke from the leaves, I'm in a breeze Nigga, stay low, yo Keys open doors, them boys will start to feel you Black boy joy, you know they're tryna kill you Black boy joy, you know they're tryna kill us all