Down

Down to earth and I'm bout it
Really after this salad
If you tryna do what I do
Better you can try
But I doubt it
Its a supernatural thing
Something paranormal I mean
Every time I write I don't write
My soul be speaking for me
From underground to the league
From a little seed to a tree
Its thats hard work that go hand in hand
With wearing championship rings
I want a championship reign
Not a championship fling
Give me the money
Keep the fame
This champion won't complain

Just go harder into the paint
Like Van Gogh with the fade
Picasso with a J
Prolly don't understand what I say
But play it back some day you might want to fly
And it's fine so do I
When the timing is right you gon live in the sky
Sort of like I either way I
I got ten toes
I got ten toes
I got ten toes
I got ten toes
I got ten toes
I got ten toes
I got ten toes
I got ten toes

Down like a foo for his turf
And I could slang a verse now
Cause I know my worth
How you gon ask for more
If you ain't put the work in
How you say you with it
When you ain't put the work in

I got ten toes
I got ten toes
I got ten toes
I got ten toes
I got ten toes
I got ten toes
I got ten toes
I got ten toes

Down like a foo for his turf
And I could slang a verse now
Cause I know my worth
How you gon ask for more
If you ain't put the work in
How you say you with it
When you ain't put the work in



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Writer(s): Maximiliano Perez
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