Shonda Kay - Wow Lyrics

(Just a young chick
Fr-from the Soufside bitch)

(Uh, I do what I want cuz I'm a young boss bitch)

I'm known to keep a low profile, Wow
(Profile)
Bitches tryna cop my style, Wow
(My style)
The haters tryna take me soul, Wow
(My soul?)
They tryna keep me down to the ground, Wow
(Wow)
I'm known to keep a low profile, Wow
Bitches tryna cop my style, Wow
(My style)
The haters tryna take me soul, Wow
They tryna keep me down to the ground, Wow
Plotting, they plotting, they plotting
(They plotting)
Copping, they copping, they copping
(They copping)
They plotting on how they can stop me?
(But why?)
That ain't no muthaf*ckin option
I'm known to keep a low profile, Wow
Bitches tryna cop my style, Wow
(My style)
The haters tryna take me soul, Wow
(Wow)
They tryna keep me down to the ground, Wow
(Wow)

Bitches wanna put a hit on me
(For what?)
Like I'm running this shit
Moving around tryna stack up my rich
Never been local, so no local shit
Looking around and my circle so small
Only four numbers to call
My uncle in prison I told him to call
And to all my ex's, f*ck em all
My mama would tell me to pray and to never worry
I know deep inside that she still hurting
Cuz I was so reckless and never worried
I know that my children my saving grace
Middle finger to the one I hate
You thought you could change me a child
Then I grew up and I sealed in the hurt and hate
To tell you the truth
What is purpose of being with no purpose?
My fires inside and it's still burning
Work for the top cuz it's still worth it
Hungry Lil niggas they'll kill for it
Hold on to my soul cuz it's still for me
I try not to be so ungrateful
Cuz there's a reason I know that it is for me

I'm known to keep a low profile, Wow
(Profile)
Bitches tryna cop my style, Wow
(My style)
The haters tryna take me soul, Wow
(My soul?)
They tryna keep me down to the ground, Wow
(Wow)
I'm known to keep a low profile, Wow
Bitches tryna cop my style, Wow
(My style)
The haters tryna take me soul, Wow
They tryna keep me down to the ground, Wow
Plotting, they plotting, they plotting
(They plotting)
Copping, they copping, they copping
(They copping)
They plotting on how they can stop me?
(But why?)
That ain't no muthaf*ckin option
I'm known to keep a low profile, Wow
Bitches tryna cop my style, Wow
(My style)
The haters tryna take me soul, Wow
(Wow)
They tryna keep me down to the ground, Wow
(Wow)

I tell ya people are a muthaf*cka
Have niggas around and you'll never trust them
Have bitches that's f*ckin for hair weaves
Then off to the next saying daddy please
(Bye, Bye)
A hoe is a hoe and that's understood
She bussin for niggas across the hood
But people just don't act that way
Unless it's some shit that they'll probably will never say
I smile because it's so easy
Niggas don't know what it takes
Knowing I got some kids that depend on me
I'm f*ckin up making mistakes, for real
I just wanna do better
And love my fam even better
I take my mils to a teller
And give my kids something better
I never knew why I made it
B-B-But I'm blessed that I made it
Grateful that I can change it
And still stack up my change bitch
And sometimes it amaze me
How ppl flex up on that lame shit
But f*ck it
There ain't no other way to put it
I'm switching lanes on them
Yea

I'm known to keep a low profile, Wow
(Profile)
Bitches tryna cop my style, Wow
(My style)
The haters tryna take me soul, Wow
(My soul?)
They tryna keep me down to the ground, Wow
(Wow)
I'm known to keep a low profile, Wow
Bitches tryna cop my style, Wow
(My style)
The haters tryna take me soul, Wow
They tryna keep me down to the ground, Wow
Plotting, they plotting, they plotting
(They plotting)
Copping, they copping, they copping
(They copping)
They plotting on how they can stop me?
(But why?)
That ain't no muthaf*ckin option
I'm known to keep a low profile, Wow
Bitches tryna cop my style, Wow
(My style)
The haters tryna take me soul, Wow
(Wow)
They tryna keep me down to the ground, Wow
(Wow)