Stay Down Lyrics

Look at the game switch

Every time you see me, bitch I'm with the gang, I'm with the guys

Ayy, all my niggas be on dumb shit

It's looking sunny outside, let's hit a stain

Ayy, I ain't never on no punk shit

Bitch, I'm a rockstar, don't get it twisted

Put a bag on they head, damn, everybody went missing

I might pop out with a new bitch, that bitch wrist be glistening

Ayy, I turn a hoe life up

I keep the blick on my side when I pipe her

Ayy, rule number one, don't trust a bitch, nigga

Ayy, pack came in, I'm tryna get it out of here

Ayy, brody call my phone, telling me we needa touch a mil

Boom, boom, bow, bow, hit her from the rear

Ayy, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on

Ayy, I been on they ass, on my daughter, I smash on 'em

I'll make a bitch twerk on my bitch, then I smash both of em

Ayy, I'm a real freak, bitch, don't bring yo hoe around me

I be tripping, I be clowning, better watch your surroundings aye

This ain't the life that I chose, but I'm in it

And it's just the beginning, I'm already winning

I was feeling like quitting, but I never did it

I stayed down for the come up

I was working hard, now I'm chilling

You lazy motherfuckers better get up and grind

Side bitch telling me she wanna Birkin bag

She was waiting for a pick, sitting back like a corner back

I was walking through the mall, everybody started chasing me

This bad bitch took my number, later on she started rapping me oh lord

She text me the next day and left her on read

This a vanish mode playbook, better get it through yo head

I got that Nike tec on, where the fuck is Ice Spice at

I beat it from the back like Mike Tyson, Ill bite it

Ayy, fuck it up

I got niggas riding with me that's gone run it up

I got bitches on the side that's gone cut up

They don't even mess around, they gonna pluck some

Put em in the military, they ain't even gone duck nun

Ayy, we been on some Hollywood shit, we going to London

Reminiscing about them bad days in the dungeon

I have to share my story, have to tell them where I come from and

I didn't want to do it, but I did it in the long run

Hey, I gained weight, I was out of shape, I was down bad

Reaching for a plate, out of date, bitch, I needed cash

I was on my own, I ain't had no one to run to

Me and Malik got kicked out when the rent was due

We was staying downtown, me and my nigga Malik

They knocked on our door, said we gotta go, man

We packed our shit, went to my papa house

We left that nigga house too, cause that nigga was tripping too

Like, damn

We was down bad, tryna work at NRG

But it was a hating ass bitch, on our fucking team tryna send my nigga home cause he ain't have the right shoes

His mind was so fucked up, he didn't know what to do

That was too many L's, damn, 100 lessons

Got something going on for ourselves, that's called progression

I told my nigga we gon' get it right, call it perfection

They throwing speed bumps in my life, I gotta catch em