Pries - Lowkey lyrics
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See, I gotta let you know, I gotta let you know
Burn it to my hood, that the ghetto about to blow
See, I gotta let you know, I gotta let you know
This is for my new chick and my old hoes
See, I gotta let you know, yeah, let you know, yeah
That the ghetto about to blow, yeah!
See, I gotta let you know, yeah, let you know, yeah
That the ghetto about to blow, yeah!
Somebody go tell me that I finally see it
All these new lights in my life like a movie screening
Take a bitch, and if I ever get a second look
Cause if I lost it all tomorrow, she’ll be all…
Now write a book, tell ‘em how we wrote our name
No signal when I change, red lights,
You’re missing the section, baby, there’s a gap
Beep-beep with your G, never got it with the game
See, she fly by, I see that’s Louis V and Cartier
She said she badder bad, I know she bade bad
Two kids, two jobs and a baby daddy
I know she badder, badder, she says she badder, badder
She hold me down to the store, that’s the real money
I’m like:
Can my momma have a dream house?
Can we finally get our granny where she’s from, my momma’s couch?
Cause we all need change, yeah!
Cause we all fell pain, yeah!
I’m like
I’ve been working to… baby, yeah, yeah
Just to up in with the… no, no, no
And we’ve been working to … baby
You know, you know, you know, yeah
Just to see the best work out
You know, you know, oh
You know, you know, oh
She got me thinking maybe
Baby, maybe if I never left
Will she still be with me happy in that winning dress
I hate the steps of getting over, somebody getting over
I don’t know if I’mma hurt, or the fact that I’m so sober
Drinking minds, speak so sober heart, trying to be professional
I was told that the love, I got to be more careful
Confessionals of a… heart, yeah, that’s a killer
Broke patterns of these tears, I’ve never been realer, yeah!
I’ve been working to… baby, yeah, yeah
Just to up in with the… no, no, no
And we’ve been working to … baby
You know, you know, you know, yeah
Just to see the best work out
You know, you know, oh, yeah
You know, you know, oh
Hook:
See, I gotta let you know, I gotta let you know
Burn it to my hood, that the ghetto about to blow
See, I gotta let you know, I gotta let you know
This is for my new chick and my old hoes
See, I gotta let you know, yeah, let you know
That the ghetto about to blow, yeah!