Down Bad
Listen, stop worryin' about these hoes
Get to the bag, period
Don't give a fuck about none of these bitches
Bitches ain't doin' shit but out here suckin' every nigga dick
I need you to get your life together
Go get a drink, go fuck some hoes
And let's get to this money, period
I been down bad try'na find my way
Thinkin' bout death almost every day
Doing too much crying, not enough trying
I wish I could predict my fate
I been down bad try'na find my way
Thinkin' bout death almost every day
Doing too much crying, not enough trying
I wish I could predict my fate
I said it must be, cause a nigga got depression
Hope I don't lose this battle, music's my only weapon
Keep it right on my hip, nigga watch where you steppin'
If you don't see where I'm aiming you might have to catch a blessing
Bow, one to the chest and now he's down for the count
It ain't time for the talking so you better watch your mouth
I'm a rugged youngin', fuck it I got nothing to lose
As long as y'all my competition, I got nothing to prove
Bitch I'm balling I do this often, nah I'm chillin' bro
Besties with the green, this is Gohan and Piccolo
Pull up to your city with some bitties, yeah the thickest hoes
Run up on a nigga it get gritty, got my hittas bros
It's messy if you test me, I got brothers down to ride
Bitch don't text me if you're messy, other hoes don't waste my time
If you're sexy please don't stress me, baby I'm just try'na slide
Sick of all these weird hoes that kill you slow like cyanide
I got depression for real, anxiety needs to chill
Don't wanna go to the doctor and be a zombie off them pills
I just wanna live my life not having to worry at all
I'm tired of making all these climbs just to watch a nigga fall
I don't wanna stress forever, got dreams of making it large
I just wanna smile bitch, and that's word to Lil Duval
I'm a five star rapper in a city full of flaws
If I don't make it out I guess we gotta duck the law cause...
I been down bad try'na find my way
Thinkin' bout death almost every day
Doing too much crying, not enough trying
I wish I could predict my fate
I been down bad try'na find my way
Thinkin' bout death almost every day
Doing too much crying, not enough trying
I wish I could predict my fate
Get to the bag, period
Don't give a fuck about none of these bitches
Bitches ain't doin' shit but out here suckin' every nigga dick
I need you to get your life together
Go get a drink, go fuck some hoes
And let's get to this money, period
I been down bad try'na find my way
Thinkin' bout death almost every day
Doing too much crying, not enough trying
I wish I could predict my fate
I been down bad try'na find my way
Thinkin' bout death almost every day
Doing too much crying, not enough trying
I wish I could predict my fate
I said it must be, cause a nigga got depression
Hope I don't lose this battle, music's my only weapon
Keep it right on my hip, nigga watch where you steppin'
If you don't see where I'm aiming you might have to catch a blessing
Bow, one to the chest and now he's down for the count
It ain't time for the talking so you better watch your mouth
I'm a rugged youngin', fuck it I got nothing to lose
As long as y'all my competition, I got nothing to prove
Bitch I'm balling I do this often, nah I'm chillin' bro
Besties with the green, this is Gohan and Piccolo
Pull up to your city with some bitties, yeah the thickest hoes
Run up on a nigga it get gritty, got my hittas bros
It's messy if you test me, I got brothers down to ride
Bitch don't text me if you're messy, other hoes don't waste my time
If you're sexy please don't stress me, baby I'm just try'na slide
Sick of all these weird hoes that kill you slow like cyanide
I got depression for real, anxiety needs to chill
Don't wanna go to the doctor and be a zombie off them pills
I just wanna live my life not having to worry at all
I'm tired of making all these climbs just to watch a nigga fall
I don't wanna stress forever, got dreams of making it large
I just wanna smile bitch, and that's word to Lil Duval
I'm a five star rapper in a city full of flaws
If I don't make it out I guess we gotta duck the law cause...
I been down bad try'na find my way
Thinkin' bout death almost every day
Doing too much crying, not enough trying
I wish I could predict my fate
I been down bad try'na find my way
Thinkin' bout death almost every day
Doing too much crying, not enough trying
I wish I could predict my fate
Credits
Writer(s): Dayar Dennis
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