Low Key J. Logan

[Verse 1]
Oh my holy moly
People act like they know me
They don't know nobody better
At these parties, boy I'm fed up
Bitch you get no love
'cause I changed up
And I flipped the script, man I done had enough
And ever since I came up in this mothafucka
You niggas been hating
Belittling my talents, my life in need of balance
But I got this pen and paper bout to write a couple bangers
This the shit you get when I am hella concentrated
And I do this for my crew you ain't never associated
They the only niggas I'm taking up when I make it
You think I'm being salty, you think that I'm misbehaving
So why you mad, nigga? Why you mad, nigga?

[Chorus]
I got what you need
Keep that on the low
She pop it off for me
Just 'cause I'm doing the most
I do it all for the team
Whole team 'bout to blow
She said, "Boy, I love you."
I said, "That's good now; I know."
And I fuck with you low key