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Stay Low
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Mick Jenkins
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Stay low It's how a n***a move through the streets [?] TV's I just stay low It's kinda like the smoke from the leaves, I'm in a breeze n***a, stay low (n***a) 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 n***a, it ain't too many places [?] that's cold as this Well I'm good in yo culdesac Ain't no hood wit' me, I ain't on no cobra sh*t 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 different magazines coming I be running from it, trust me I be ducking fans somеtimes Wasn't wit' me shooting in the gym Writing on my flip phonе, 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' n***as keeping eyes on me Moving just like I got pies on me You won't find on me Then n***a, stay low (yuh) It's how a n***a move through the streets, [?] TV's I just stay low It's kinda like the smoke from the leaves, I'm in a breeze n***a, 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
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