Fab Futur3 - On The Low (feat. PaperChas3, Heaven Oh'Jay & 3Nygma) [Radio Edit]

Cause on the low
Yeah, cause on the low
It's your baby's dad

I'm ballin' and kickin' it on the low
They never know, ngi nje ngo Ronaldo ngo ninety four
I got a goal to get on the paper
And then I flex on a hater by running streets like a skater

Now get on board, let's go
Ng'funa ama coins, funa ama coins
I'm Ricardo with the cotton, they dread me without a choice
Red my favorite color cause I'm a fighter, don't need a voice

Ngapha silence is golden, I destroy all of the noise
I'm dealing diamonds, dealing gold, avoiding sirens
And I got the finest of the lot, talking refiners
When it comes to rhyming, I cough coronavirus

If you read the sign, you'll see I'm a G, I move in silence
Ng'funa ama coins, funa ama coins
I'm Ricardo with the Nafukwa, roots are in the soil
I'm a sniper with the focus, I'm guessing you get the point

And I'm guessing you get the highness, I'm feeling upon this joint
Let's go

Don't need a suit or no tie
All I do is get the loot and rewind

Cause everywhere I go, they show respect
And they tell me facts, ke nnete no lies
Cause on the low
(I'm ballin', I'm ballin' but on the low)
Cause on the low
(I'm ballin', I'm ballin' but on the low)
Cause on the low
(I'm ballin', I'm ballin' but on the low)
Cause on the low
(I'm ballin', I'm ballin' but on the low)

Ay yo
I'm balling and getting high on the low
I'm a dope n****, that's why I'm balling under their nose

I ain't stopping for nobody, I'm doing whatever goes
Let me call fab futur3, I know that n**** got h**s

But first, let me call my connect, tell him I need a brick
Please know I got the w***, when they see they want a hit

Look fresh every day, you'd think I have an occasion
Chinky eyes, I'm high from smoking that Asia
Balling on the low, my n*** you never knew
You be always chilling dawg, having nothing to do

I got that work every day in the boot
I ain't risking it if it ain't about the loot
Balling on the low, my n*** you never knew
You be always chilling dawg, having nothing to do

I got that work every day in the boot
I ain't risking it if it ain't about the loot

Don't need a suit or no tie
All I do is get the loot and rewind

Cause everywhere I go, they show respect
And they tell me facts, ke nnete no lies
Cause on the low
(I'm ballin', I'm ballin' but on the low)
Cause on the low
(I'm ballin', I'm ballin' but on the low)
Cause on the low
(I'm ballin', I'm ballin' but on the low)
Cause on the low
(I'm ballin', I'm ballin' but on the low)

I've been killing the city drip on the low, ah
B***** snapping pictures everywhere I go
I'm paper chasing, with fifty n*** on the low
I'm always f*** bad b*** on the go
I'm trying to hustle for my mama, so we blow
I'm trying to hustle for my mama, so we blow

I'm trying to hustle for my mama, so we blow
Everybody knows, trying to build a mansion in the east
Never let them in, all my n*** out here trying to bake
All this fucking cake, Sicka flew my niggas to the Cape

They got hella paid, now we talking deals across the state
Shit, don't let them know, n*** always want a piece of cake
But I give him bread, all my niggas out here trying to bake
Talking all the cakes, me and my n**** on the rise

You could watch us come alive, tell them all you saw was rise
Just tell them all you saw was rise

Don't need a suit or no tie
All I do is get the loot and rewind

Cause everywhere I go, they show respect
And they tell me facts, ke nnete no lies
Cause on the low
(I'm ballin', I'm ballin' but on the low)
Cause on the low
(I'm ballin', I'm ballin' but on the low)
Cause on the low
(I'm ballin', I'm ballin' but on the low)
Cause on the low
(I'm ballin', I'm ballin' but on the low)

Written by:
Heaven Old John, Heaven Oldjohn, Reginald Khatite, Abraham Rampai

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