DOWNFALL
Trash
All of y'all trash
Came inside the game just to get a quick smash
Let me find a rapper with a little longevity
Not just hella long money
I'm past all the crap that a rapper gotta go through
I'm just sayin, I'm super, no Goku
On a wave
Stepped inside of this with both shoes
Find another rapper killing it in boat shoes
You're killing me smalls, I'm the Great Bambino
Cross between Mineo and Gambino
Caught between "No Role Modelz" and "She Knows"
So I guess I'm like the "Middle Child"
And I been southwest
And my crew stay east
But I'm really missing out on my Gino's
Take me back to the Chi, let me "Touch The Sky"
I will admit though, I don't miss the peacoats
And I'm really in my
Bag like a Ziploc
Groove like a Crip walk
Zone like a pit stop
I don't really get got
Musically inclined, ain't a Villain but I'm with Josh
Reinvented myself, came back, Tik Tok
Drip drop drip, faucet leaking but I been hot
On my Benihana, chop it up and then I pitch y'all
All the hot spit I been cooking on the counter
Say it to my face or you really ain't about it
I'mma keep on flowing
I'mma keep on showing y'all
I don't get tired, Kevin Gates
Unlike most of y'all
I could keep spitting all day, wait hold it
Pause
Nah, resume it
That's a bar, no alcohol
Look at all my accolades
Been in this with many tapes
I don't really feel like I deserve nearly any shade
Any beef and I erase the hate
Only time I get attached when I raise the stakes
And y'all ain't gonna do nothing bout it
You in shock and awe that J. Davis really 'bout it
Tried to tell y'all, but your views been clouded
Arrogance like this why the pews ain't crowded
I'm unemployed in real life
But on the internet I'm killing it
JD, you a lame if you ain't feeling it
Play me
If you're lazy, blame me
Rack up the streams until the crew is in a really big mansion
Yeah, 'cause when you flow that cold, you don't gotta rhyme
Haha
You see how that works?
Uh
Aye, Josh!
Talk that talk, big bro
Uh
People expect me to be one thing
But I always disappoint
In disarray
In lack of hope
Man, when the vision look kaleidoscopic
But mama said that I am annointed
If we the body, I'm double-jointed
Misunderstood, must understand
That inner demons shape the outer man
And just delayed my master plan
Black southern baptist
Not a southern baptist
Just a southern bastard with an empty heart
With the gift I'm given
Careful how I spend it
Though I am extended from a trailer park
And deferred dreams
I have made it art
Only get one shot
So I changed the arc
And renewed my mind for a fresher start
So my downfall is mine alone
And it's my fault if I don't reach the throne
And it's my bad if I don't make it home
But you don't get a choice in where I roam
Change the tone, 'cause my life is relative
So what's the benefit in doubting myself
Wasting my breath 'til I'm out of my breath
This for the doubters that mourn me a death
And I feel lost
I feel tossed
By the waves of the sea
But You paid that cost
I'm not far
I've been scarred
But You came for me
And we've raised that bar
But how am I supposed to pull up
How am I supposed to roll up
How am I supposed to reach the height You been on
How should I be all up on the interface
Giving grace
Why'd You put me in a place
To show You off
I don't need to see Your vision
I'm freely giving it
I don't even need precision
I'm eating beats with writtens
I'm in too deep to not seek positions
I'm on a mission
We don't need division
We see division
We need to be the ones to seek religion
I'm breathing different
'Cause He be forgiving
My needs are met and we been getting super in it
I cannot be independent
I need to give into His grace and I ain't kidding
I been drifting
I can feel it in the air, no Collins
Called to be heirs to the throne, I'm ballin
God save me from the way I'm winning
God save me from the way I'm living
Bring me death, okay, I'm willing
I'm chilling
Where the grave at
Put me in the pavement
Let me say "hey" to the King that I praise at
And save me from my pride, that's my downfall waiting
All of y'all trash
Came inside the game just to get a quick smash
Let me find a rapper with a little longevity
Not just hella long money
I'm past all the crap that a rapper gotta go through
I'm just sayin, I'm super, no Goku
On a wave
Stepped inside of this with both shoes
Find another rapper killing it in boat shoes
You're killing me smalls, I'm the Great Bambino
Cross between Mineo and Gambino
Caught between "No Role Modelz" and "She Knows"
So I guess I'm like the "Middle Child"
And I been southwest
And my crew stay east
But I'm really missing out on my Gino's
Take me back to the Chi, let me "Touch The Sky"
I will admit though, I don't miss the peacoats
And I'm really in my
Bag like a Ziploc
Groove like a Crip walk
Zone like a pit stop
I don't really get got
Musically inclined, ain't a Villain but I'm with Josh
Reinvented myself, came back, Tik Tok
Drip drop drip, faucet leaking but I been hot
On my Benihana, chop it up and then I pitch y'all
All the hot spit I been cooking on the counter
Say it to my face or you really ain't about it
I'mma keep on flowing
I'mma keep on showing y'all
I don't get tired, Kevin Gates
Unlike most of y'all
I could keep spitting all day, wait hold it
Pause
Nah, resume it
That's a bar, no alcohol
Look at all my accolades
Been in this with many tapes
I don't really feel like I deserve nearly any shade
Any beef and I erase the hate
Only time I get attached when I raise the stakes
And y'all ain't gonna do nothing bout it
You in shock and awe that J. Davis really 'bout it
Tried to tell y'all, but your views been clouded
Arrogance like this why the pews ain't crowded
I'm unemployed in real life
But on the internet I'm killing it
JD, you a lame if you ain't feeling it
Play me
If you're lazy, blame me
Rack up the streams until the crew is in a really big mansion
Yeah, 'cause when you flow that cold, you don't gotta rhyme
Haha
You see how that works?
Uh
Aye, Josh!
Talk that talk, big bro
Uh
People expect me to be one thing
But I always disappoint
In disarray
In lack of hope
Man, when the vision look kaleidoscopic
But mama said that I am annointed
If we the body, I'm double-jointed
Misunderstood, must understand
That inner demons shape the outer man
And just delayed my master plan
Black southern baptist
Not a southern baptist
Just a southern bastard with an empty heart
With the gift I'm given
Careful how I spend it
Though I am extended from a trailer park
And deferred dreams
I have made it art
Only get one shot
So I changed the arc
And renewed my mind for a fresher start
So my downfall is mine alone
And it's my fault if I don't reach the throne
And it's my bad if I don't make it home
But you don't get a choice in where I roam
Change the tone, 'cause my life is relative
So what's the benefit in doubting myself
Wasting my breath 'til I'm out of my breath
This for the doubters that mourn me a death
And I feel lost
I feel tossed
By the waves of the sea
But You paid that cost
I'm not far
I've been scarred
But You came for me
And we've raised that bar
But how am I supposed to pull up
How am I supposed to roll up
How am I supposed to reach the height You been on
How should I be all up on the interface
Giving grace
Why'd You put me in a place
To show You off
I don't need to see Your vision
I'm freely giving it
I don't even need precision
I'm eating beats with writtens
I'm in too deep to not seek positions
I'm on a mission
We don't need division
We see division
We need to be the ones to seek religion
I'm breathing different
'Cause He be forgiving
My needs are met and we been getting super in it
I cannot be independent
I need to give into His grace and I ain't kidding
I been drifting
I can feel it in the air, no Collins
Called to be heirs to the throne, I'm ballin
God save me from the way I'm winning
God save me from the way I'm living
Bring me death, okay, I'm willing
I'm chilling
Where the grave at
Put me in the pavement
Let me say "hey" to the King that I praise at
And save me from my pride, that's my downfall waiting
Credits
Writer(s): Josiah Davis
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