10 Toes Down
When you down for the count, they ain't down when it count!
They leave you out to dry, while you drown in a drought!
Hands on the Bible, I'm solid - but I can't...
Trust nobody! I'm sorry, Not sorry!
Know we could get wild as fuck, trippin' in the function!
If he wanna try his luck, shit gon' get disgusting!
Make it sound like drum-line, bangin' all them drum-sticks!
Yeah we move in silence, but just don't make assumptions!
(Yeahh)
Back then
Shit was deaddd - I was on the movee!
Difference is nahh a yung nigga got control!
If I look back, Lord turn me into stone...
Praying all the fake niggaz get exposed!
You looked in my eyesss, n' you still chose to tell me lies!
No, I ain't surprised - I know that you wasn't gon' ride!
I opened' my eyes to all these niggas in disguise!
Its really a time, just know the realest gon' survive!
Don't front yo move when you outchea in the field!
Don't show no feelings cause that love'll get you killed!
You was my brother, but it is what it is...
I ain't trippin' - but da fact still remains
That you switched up on meee-though!
I ain't goin' to warrr wit no ego,
To win you gotta be a villain, not a he-ro!
I seen alotta shit that kill me on the inside...
I still gotta hold it downnn on my ten-toesss!
Playin' with a bankroll, what I like to do!
Chilling with yo main hoe, what I like to do!
Killers on the payroll, an' dey hype to shoot!
Givin' niggas halos in them Nike suits!
Feeling like I'm Fabo, Snapping in the booth!
She just want the fameee, so she actually fucked the crew!
Been the same nigga, still a savage thru and thru!
I could neva changeee nigga, that's the truth!
Got a nice lil' broad an' she wit the shits!
Niggas tried to write me off but I flipped the script!
We could take it to the cross, all my shit legit!
Niggaz fake they better off tryna slit they wrists!
Keep yo steel if you can't stay up out the streets!
Pray that God give me wisdom, I could spot the leeches!
Play yo part, cause its niggas getting dropped for sneaks!
You won't get far, you ain't really who you
Out-to-be!
Don't front yo move when you outchea in the field!
Don't show no feelings cause that love'll get you killed!
You was my brother, but it is what it is...
I ain't trippin' - but the fact still remains
That you switched up on meee-though!
I ain't goin' to warrr wit no ego
To win you gotta be a villain, not a he-ro!
I seen alotta shit that kill me on the inside...
I still gotta hold it downnn on my ten-toesss!
They leave you out to dry, while you drown in a drought!
Hands on the Bible, I'm solid - but I can't...
Trust nobody! I'm sorry, Not sorry!
Know we could get wild as fuck, trippin' in the function!
If he wanna try his luck, shit gon' get disgusting!
Make it sound like drum-line, bangin' all them drum-sticks!
Yeah we move in silence, but just don't make assumptions!
(Yeahh)
Back then
Shit was deaddd - I was on the movee!
Difference is nahh a yung nigga got control!
If I look back, Lord turn me into stone...
Praying all the fake niggaz get exposed!
You looked in my eyesss, n' you still chose to tell me lies!
No, I ain't surprised - I know that you wasn't gon' ride!
I opened' my eyes to all these niggas in disguise!
Its really a time, just know the realest gon' survive!
Don't front yo move when you outchea in the field!
Don't show no feelings cause that love'll get you killed!
You was my brother, but it is what it is...
I ain't trippin' - but da fact still remains
That you switched up on meee-though!
I ain't goin' to warrr wit no ego,
To win you gotta be a villain, not a he-ro!
I seen alotta shit that kill me on the inside...
I still gotta hold it downnn on my ten-toesss!
Playin' with a bankroll, what I like to do!
Chilling with yo main hoe, what I like to do!
Killers on the payroll, an' dey hype to shoot!
Givin' niggas halos in them Nike suits!
Feeling like I'm Fabo, Snapping in the booth!
She just want the fameee, so she actually fucked the crew!
Been the same nigga, still a savage thru and thru!
I could neva changeee nigga, that's the truth!
Got a nice lil' broad an' she wit the shits!
Niggas tried to write me off but I flipped the script!
We could take it to the cross, all my shit legit!
Niggaz fake they better off tryna slit they wrists!
Keep yo steel if you can't stay up out the streets!
Pray that God give me wisdom, I could spot the leeches!
Play yo part, cause its niggas getting dropped for sneaks!
You won't get far, you ain't really who you
Out-to-be!
Don't front yo move when you outchea in the field!
Don't show no feelings cause that love'll get you killed!
You was my brother, but it is what it is...
I ain't trippin' - but the fact still remains
That you switched up on meee-though!
I ain't goin' to warrr wit no ego
To win you gotta be a villain, not a he-ro!
I seen alotta shit that kill me on the inside...
I still gotta hold it downnn on my ten-toesss!
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Writer(s): Daruis Mckenzie
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