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Low-key, I feel this time is all 'bout me

I cannot wait to take my bro on tour with me, my minds been overseas, (shit!)

Only reason why when critics talk I oversee

Got the keys, kept my shit on lock, before I got this cheese and ate the beef

Straight out the CHR so I don't got no chill

On a beat, assassinate these rappers if it pays the bills

Patience running thin, might just partake the beef

'fore you come at me, you better make sure my nigga you've (mastered Chi)

Lonely at the top, I don't got company they prayed a nigga flopped

Now let me feast in front of my enemies, maybe I got that peace. Maybe I'm not gonna stop

Maybe they just want a nigga grinding till I pull up in a Porsche, never gonna stick to the cause

Funny the same nigga that was laughing at me, fucking with this flow, now they wanna

Everybody wanna do the talk, not the work. I'm close to breaking the Tour-so I'm still gonna flex with the bars

I'm still gonna take those shots feel like going berserk on this MIC I'm a dog. Never one to shy away when I take these notes

Because I had to show them how to low-key be the best in this shii

Low-key, I feel this time is all about me (all bout what)

I cannot wait to take my bro on tour with me, my minds has been overseas

Only reason why when critics talk I oversee. Got the keys, kept my shit on lock

Legends never talk, we signified, we let the words talk, on a pedestal, but dead inside

Feel like Sisyphus with the rock been pushing way too hard, to get these little things in return, never show remorse

Secure the bag like Ross Keep these bars in check, can't go with less

To make myself the boss, had to fight the sharks mean you're not impressed

Low key, I need the cash, to get my shit on lock

Super vexed, can't tell me relax, bitch I'm super stressed

Wonder who comes second place, (eyy)

That's the only spot, they'd place me next. Gotta play my single next

I don't mean to flex heading for the stars like SpaceX, I just elongate

This ain't Bruno Mars it's way too late to try and catch these grenades

I just flow at this pace and I'm gone outta here and shit

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