Down South (feat. AyyeitsJustiin)

Down South where the streets are blazing hot (yeh)
Chasing dreams, it's a battle, you know what we got (ok)
Raised in the trap, where the struggle never stops (never stops)
This is my story, from the bottom to the top (to the top)

I remember them days when I ain't have a penny (yeah)
Mama workin' double shifts, tryna feed plenty (fr)
Raised with the shooters, the drug dealers and the thieves (yeah)
I'm in the city, where the pain runs deep in our genes (Nigga)

I used to watch my city burn, living in the fire (yeh)
Bodies droppin' left and right, we lost hope to aspire (ayy)
I saw my brother get taken by the system's grip
Locked up for years, I swear that shit really made me sick (yeah)

But I found solace in the rhythm, in the beats and the rhymes (rhyme)
My pen became my weapon, my escape from the crimes (crime)
They call me the voice of the voiceless, I bring truth to the game (yeh)
Ain't no place, where the pain runs deep in every vein (nigga, yeh)

In these streets we roam, where struggle is known (known)
Chasing our dreams, we hustle and we own (we own)
From the block to the stage, we rise above (rise above)
This Southern spirit, it's embedded in our blood (in our blood)

No need for labels, we redefine the sound (yeh)
From soulful melodies to rhythms profound (yeah)
In this land of soul, our voices resound (on God)
In the heart of the South, we hold the crown (yeh)

I'm too tired, I'm too tired of this pain
Somethings going on with me inside my brain
I'm too tired, I'm too tired of this pain
I'm not where I wanna be, what a shame

Down south, fuckin' up this house
Where you been? What you doing? Is that a new spouse? (What the fuck)
I've been with the bros and we've been rollin loud
The past been fuckin with me for a minute now

I don't get it
Sometimes I've been looking back at my past, I don't get it
Sometimes I've been thinkin where did I go wrong? forget it
Sometimes I get in my mood and I just can't forget it
No, I just can't forget it

Down south, yeah, I'm with it
Fuck me over, that's just something that you wanna do
Bitch, I don't get you, nah bitch I don't get you
I've been doing me for a minute now I improved
Something you can't do, something you can't do

I don't seen your new man and that boy is just a fool
That boy just a fool, that boy just a fool
I regret too much cuz you just use me like a tool, I moved on to new, yes, bitch I'm done with you

In these streets we roam, where struggle is known
Chasing our dreams, we hustle and we own
From the block to the stage, we rise above
This Southern spirit, it's embedded in our blood

No need for labels, we redefine the sound
From soulful melodies to rhythms profound
In this land of soul, our voices resound
In the heart of the South, we hold the crown