Vanny Goodfella – Lay Low & Blow Lyrics

Lay Low & Blow – Vanny Goodfella Lyrics

Yeah. Look

Goodfella business, man

Trap soul

Listen

Streetlights flicker on the avenue, I’m watching the creep

Thought they were family, but the industry is way too deep

Took a cheap shot, aimed it right below my chest

A real low blow, put my patience to the test

But I don't panic, and I don't do the flashy lights

Gotta move silent in the middle of these crooked nights

I let 'em talk, let 'em celebrate their little win

While I’m in the shadows plotting, waiting for my turn to spin

I had to lay low when they threw that low blowYeah, they tried to do me dirty, but I reap what I sowNow I'm making power moves, quiet in the cutGot the family on my side, yeah, they try to shut us upJust lay low, and let the haters blowTrap soul running deep, while I'm stacking up the doughYeah, lay low, watch the karma blow

Whispers in the corner booth, they plotting on my name

Jealous of the hustle, man, they playing a different game

Stab me in the back while I'm focused on the prize

Can't let the emotion cloud the vision in my eyes

I disappear like the wind when the drama's in the air

They looking for me everywhere, but I ain't even there

I'm a Goodfella, I know how to play the long game

Keep the circle small, yeah, protect the legacy and name

Oh, they thought they could break me down

Oh, they thought they'd run me out of town

But a soul like mine is built to survive the rain

Turn the heartache into power, turn the venom into gain

(Yeah, let the 808 drop…)

They aimed beneath the belt, but I caught my breath

Now I'm untouchable, dancing with death

Now I'm sipping on the fine, rolling up the green

Living like a boss, man, unseen on the scene

They threw the hit, thought they had me out the ring

But royalty is forever, man, I'm built to be a king

Got the lawyers on speed dial, accountants in the rear

I'm immune to the panic, I don't entertain the fear

Count it up, stack it up, let the haters talk

I'm the one who runs the city, watch the way I walk

I had to lay low when they threw that low blow

Yeah, they tried to do me dirty, but I reap what I sow

Now I'm making power moves, quiet in the cut

Got the family on my side, yeah, they try to shut us up

Just lay low, and let the haters blow

Trap soul running deep, while I'm stacking up the dough

Yeah, lay low, watch the karma blow

Yeah

Quiet as kept

Lay low

Watch it blow

Vanny Goodfella

Trap soul, baby