Keep Me Down
That door cracked since HOV said that shit on fade to black nigga
Aye
Aye
Such a lion
Such a lion when I know what I want
My real niggas know me put more tree in that blunt
Been recording this shit for the last few months
Six plus hiatus but the show has begun
I've, never been caught when I started the run
Got my heart in tune with the boom of the gun
Wrote most of these bars using brown cigars
Got me stringing these words like a damn guitar
You'll go far young man if ya' focus strong
Just hold on young lady hold on hold on
Been going hard for a minute everything fourth quarter
You gon ball till you finished on the coast south Florida
Ducked off in Montana with the phone in the dresser
High class ass naked saying daddy and yessir
You could be a mean catcher but you not gonna catch us
If it's getting jammed up Then play the game like its Tetris, ahh
You didn't see it didn't see it huh
Coming for ya stormin no warning, oh with no warning
They tried to keep me tried to keep me down
Came stormin for em no warning, oh with no warning
You couldn't see it couldn't see it huh
Coming for ya stormin no warning, oh with no warning
They tried to keep me tried to keep me down
Came stormin for em no warnin, I might leave nothin
My advantage no stranger to damage
I never find an answer I put that shit on a sandwich
Saying I eat pieces of shit like you for breakfast
Pain is a fetish I turn that shit into lettuce
Came from the bottom & now you talking about him
Rap game dance in the drain when it's without him
I'm gon let it shine when they doubt me
This little light of mine, when it's cloudy
Sixteens young John gotti I leave em bodied
Came back home and I smoked with my uncle Bobby
I quit dropping bars for years they still inside me
Catching up with homies they asking if I still got em
Do I still got em, a lot em, I know I stopped em
But I'm back to writing I've cropped em I'm bout to drop em
Hey bitch did you miss me
Bitch I been busy, yea I'm getting busy
Remember when you dissed me
You didn't see it didn't see it huh
Coming for ya stormin no warning, oh with no warning
They tried to keep me tried to keep me down
Came stormin for em no warning, oh with no warning
You couldn't see it couldn't see it huh
Coming for ya stormin no warning, oh with no warning
They tried to keep me tried to keep me down
Came stormin for em no warnin, I might leave nothin
Aye
Aye
Such a lion
Such a lion when I know what I want
My real niggas know me put more tree in that blunt
Been recording this shit for the last few months
Six plus hiatus but the show has begun
I've, never been caught when I started the run
Got my heart in tune with the boom of the gun
Wrote most of these bars using brown cigars
Got me stringing these words like a damn guitar
You'll go far young man if ya' focus strong
Just hold on young lady hold on hold on
Been going hard for a minute everything fourth quarter
You gon ball till you finished on the coast south Florida
Ducked off in Montana with the phone in the dresser
High class ass naked saying daddy and yessir
You could be a mean catcher but you not gonna catch us
If it's getting jammed up Then play the game like its Tetris, ahh
You didn't see it didn't see it huh
Coming for ya stormin no warning, oh with no warning
They tried to keep me tried to keep me down
Came stormin for em no warning, oh with no warning
You couldn't see it couldn't see it huh
Coming for ya stormin no warning, oh with no warning
They tried to keep me tried to keep me down
Came stormin for em no warnin, I might leave nothin
My advantage no stranger to damage
I never find an answer I put that shit on a sandwich
Saying I eat pieces of shit like you for breakfast
Pain is a fetish I turn that shit into lettuce
Came from the bottom & now you talking about him
Rap game dance in the drain when it's without him
I'm gon let it shine when they doubt me
This little light of mine, when it's cloudy
Sixteens young John gotti I leave em bodied
Came back home and I smoked with my uncle Bobby
I quit dropping bars for years they still inside me
Catching up with homies they asking if I still got em
Do I still got em, a lot em, I know I stopped em
But I'm back to writing I've cropped em I'm bout to drop em
Hey bitch did you miss me
Bitch I been busy, yea I'm getting busy
Remember when you dissed me
You didn't see it didn't see it huh
Coming for ya stormin no warning, oh with no warning
They tried to keep me tried to keep me down
Came stormin for em no warning, oh with no warning
You couldn't see it couldn't see it huh
Coming for ya stormin no warning, oh with no warning
They tried to keep me tried to keep me down
Came stormin for em no warnin, I might leave nothin
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Writer(s): Nikko Dean Beason
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