Down For It

Fuck the rap the scene I ain't down for the culture
Act for one an other I'm surrounded by vultures
They only want a piece but not the piece that we holster
My heart is made of ice my drinks are getting colder
Orders on the road always throwing down chips
Shit I'll never show my cards and keep the chip on my shoulder
Folding ain't any option docs say I'm sick
My ops treat ya bitch like a trashed out Corolla
Let's dance with the devil while I'm pushing all these keys
Trynna find the ones to heavens gates what I need
My crew we some demons we do better on the street
Breaking bread every season break your bed every week
Tommy get up yeah I'm dropping cheddar on her docs they leather
Often fresher then ya commy in a Cosby sweater
I'm the man I'm the shit your like goose down feathers
Kill your flock then I sleep on your catalogue for pleasure
I've been around the dons and these so called kings
Like Geoffrey they coughing when they hear my shit
Yeah I'm cocky - stop me fear my kin
Feel like adesanya when I step in the ring
Like biggie on a beat I'm a bad boy
Got ya chocking on our self like your adenoids
Attaboy you don't won't the force
Samuel Jack-son I ain't running from the jacks son
Love for my brothers
Invest in opportunity that's blood from my knuckles
Read a book cos we come from the gutter
Doesn't mean us crooks are all dumb mother fuckers

Down for it, you aint down with the crew
Down for it, what they seeing on the news
We aint proud of it, what the hell you gonna do
Mumma made a menace getting chased by the blues
Down for it, you aint down with the crew
Down for it, what they seeing on the news
We aint proud of it, what the hell you gonna do
Mumma made a menace getting chased by the blues

Ill do anything for my fam, aint talk bout my blood tho
Sun goes down on the bands if trust those
Suppose anything is possible
Living in commission flats raised around the drug smoke
Untold stories I got but shouldn't we all
Talking too much like your crooked with jaws
Look at your flaws too much you aint looking so tall
Im 5 10 with attitude im looking like im 6 4
Eyes on the road, bands on my nuts
I stand for my own while you sit on the bus
Like Kylie Minogue taking flights with your Bub
Got a pocket full of poison she got eat it all up
Duck and move stuck aloof when I'm under cou
Leave the trap with a.Couple goons in a busted coup
Uckn youth will never change call it chains run from blues
Either way we living slaves tell me something new

You ain't down for it, what the hell you gonna do
You ain't down for it, what the hell you gonna do

Down for it, you aint down with the crew
Down for it, what they seeing on the news
We aint proud of it, what the hell you gonna do
Mumma made a menace getting chased by the blues
Down for it, you aint down with the crew
Down for it, what they seeing on the news
We aint proud of it, what the hell you gonna do
Mumma made a menace getting chased by the blues



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Writer(s): Jake Mcalister
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