Down Bad

When I was down bad
Had to get it by my lonely
But now that I'm up
Everybody wanna call me
But I ain't got no hand out for yall
See I'm good on my own
Had to grind for it on my own
Now it's money calls on my phone

Remember down bad
And I wasn't important
They wasn't rocking with me
Hurt to my core
Stuck in these streets I was hungry
And poor
Had to walk just to get to the store
I was young when I was shackled
In court
Cold then a bitch in that cell
With them shorts
Knew how to draw
So I really wasn't bored
Gambling food
We were drawing down cards
Granny I'm good I'll be back soon
Just pray for me while I'm stuck in This room
Doing my push ups
I'm working out too
Reading this bible
To get back to you
They took away my calls
I'm stuck in the shoe
I Had to apply some pressure
On these foo's
Cuz baby I'm thugging
With people I knew
From the outside world
Tryna make it out too
It's a cold world when you stuck
In them trenches
Drive by's have you jumping
Them fences
People don't know
Cuz they living is different
Surrounded by shooters
That crop you a picture
See if I'm from limbo
Where hustler ambitious
Got it out the mud
I'm cutting on dishes
Snow flakes and they dropping
Like Christmas
This a life that was given not
Gifted
Damn

When I was down bad
Had to get it by my lonely
But now that I'm up
Everybody wanna call me
But I ain't got no hand out for yall
See I'm good on my own
Had to grind for it on my own
Now it's money calls on my phone

Now that I'm up they all wanna
Fuck with me
Calling my phone
But I'm texting back busy
I don't wanna chill
Baby I'm spinning
The block around see I'm
Dropping a 50
Jamming to nipsey hustle
And motivate
Entrepreneur don't need no one
With me
In the studio I'm thinking bout Kristy
We done came far from this life
In the city
So when I talk
I'm gon bring that pain
That real shit
When I was out in the rain
In the game we were moving them
Thangs
State to state praying I make it
Home safe
Cuz baby they telling
They bringing up dates
Cuz jealousy real
They be scratching out names
Like tags on a wall
When a kid goes sprays
Fuck around
And get hit with that flame
Hyph said I'm different
I came a long way
Improved in the booth
And I'm paving my way
Making sure the people feel what I
Say
Maintain the hustle
I can't take no off days
Painting a canvas
Im selling my art
Plates sells off that ebt card
If we down bad then I'm back
Cutting hard
I promised my mama
I making it far

When I was down bad
Had to get it by my lonely
But now that I'm up
Everybody wanna call me
But I ain't got no hand out for yall
See I'm good on my own
Had to grind for it on my own
Now it's money calls on my phone
When I was down bad
Had to get it by my lonely
But now that I'm up
Everybody wanna call me
But I ain't got no hand out for yall
See I'm good on my own
Had to grind for it on my own
Now it's money calls on my phone



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Writer(s): Adrian Roel
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