Downtown Lyrics

You want some raps

Okay, well

Let me open my cookbook

I like my beats

Built buttered

Battered my hooks

Look

It taste supreme

Like royalty

Royce enforced the beam

I spit enforcing things

Force the stream that supports the dream

You niggas inundated

Cuz you ain't never been or did it

Been and lived it

Realest in the business don't forget it

My spit

Is on the upper echelon, uh

Don't know

What the fuck that you been on, uh

Speaking about it, I'm bout it

Boutta start beatin' up out it

Boutta bomb birds from thin air

And when I start reachin', start shoutin'

Nigga my reach exceeds mountains

Nigga my species is talent

Fuck all the proceeds

See I progress, I precede with balance

See I'm a simple man

All I need is bands, a brib, and a bad bitch

But I couldn't live average

Bougie plastic, she exquisite, she lavish

Imma eat her, she Babish'd

Hit it from the back, bent back she told me that's classic

She gon' ride me like madness

Sweaty on her knees, swear to God she do magic

She think I'm fine

Standin' 5'9 but the dick it ain't average

Nigga is you blind

If you isn't mine you couldn't suck without askin'

I jus' drop dimes

Ion got time to think how you feel without actin'

I jus' got shine

I commit crime in a most efficient fashion

Honestly, to truly surpass me

Will eventually become impossible

An obstacle, unwinnable

A force that's unstoppable

My model mold

Shall rebuild the foundation for all the gold

That my hood location

Will bury, free from all the holds

Look

I graduated from Hard Knocks on honor roll

And when my big brother gets out

He'll probably be up on parole

So until the day that I drop

I'll fight for what I'm owed

Cuz this world doesn't respect

What's fair or honorable, nah

Holy water

I drink it like it's some good pussy

These niggas baby soft

I bet they insides look gushy

Holy alters

Shout out to the Father, good lookin'

Without my rhymes

I'd probably be back to where they was cookin'

Synesthesia, this beat taste this Sephora

Louis Vuitton outer decor, got Gucci for chords

Sharp as swords, granite tiles, golden harp on the floor

Said "Damn, they don't make em' like this anymore"

Now do they

I spent my whole life fightin' for respect in a loose way

Now I demand it

Put some power in yo' water like Kool-Aid

See I command it

Put yo' bitch up on my IG like Boosie

Don't want no rah-rah

I really don't need reason to lose face

You boutta get beat at yo' game

And I'm tellin' you nigga

I'm barley on hard now

So nigga don't start now

Eject the disc and then tear it apart now

Police on park grounds

Heroin needles, still locked in the yard bounds

Believing is hard, hounds

Bullet proof shields, be billy club, armed rounds

They want that block sound

That downtown

Where you're bouta get spent

I take you downtown

Downtown

I take you downtown

They want that block sound

That downtown

Where you're bouta get spent

I take you downtown

Downtown

I take you downtown

They want that block sound

That downtown

That downtown

They want that block sound

That downtown

That downtown

They want that block sound

That downtown

That downtown

They want that block sound

That downtown

That downtown