Down Bad ft. Millz Pe$o Lyrics

Fuck, fuck what you heard

Fuck what you thought

Fuck all the bullshit

Nigga I need it all

Have you ever been down bad

Nowhere to go with no cash

I done been through it all my nigga that's why I had to run up a check

Fuck what you heard

Fuck what you thought

Fuck all the bullshit

Nigga I need it all

Have you ever been down bad

Nowhere to go with no cash

I done been through it all my nigga that's why I had to run up a check

I had to go get it I had to get right

And run up some digits

If it's about money and hunnids you know that I'm with it

I'm stuck in the field like I play football for real

Walk out the house gotta be safe might get shot or get killed

This is my life where I come from nigga gotta be cautious

Watchin' my back these niggas some snakes

This summer I'ma cut down my garden

Can't fall for these hoes they faker than ever

Say they lookin' for a real nigga they just after your cheddar

Nigga gotta get a fur coat man it's cold in these streets

It's not getting better, they watchin' my moves

Hopin' I fall and never succeed

It's who I be who fuckin' with me

Cleveland east side nigga that's me

Profit nigga money over hoes

That's how it's gon' be till I'm dead and deceased yea

Fuck what you heard

Fuck what you thought

Fuck all the bullshit

Nigga I need it all

Have you ever been down bad

Nowhere to go with no cash

I done been through it all my nigga that's why I had to run up a check

Fuck what you heard

Fuck what you thought

Fuck all the bullshit

Nigga I need it all

Have you ever been down bad

Nowhere to go with no cash

I done been through it all my nigga that's why I had to run up a check

Fuck what you heard I started down on the curb

Fuck what you thought I been a boss

Run it up, can't take a loss

I might just get it in floss like fuck what I paid for

Hustle a bag and fuck up a rap man that's what I'm made for

Fresh like I step out a Taylor

Your bitch she loving my flavor

You can hate the game but don't hate the player

I keep it right on my hip like a pager

I had to serve like a waiter

Grams of that baggy backwood in the air

I need that purple and yellow I feel like a laker

Don't leave your bitch I might take her

You not a plug you a faker

I need a whole sack

Fuck a zip I need a whole pack

Invest it cause I'ma get more back

Not so bad you can't fold that

I'm bout my bengi's you know that

I making plays and you know that

I fuck with bad bitches you know that

She said she thick but your hoe fat

Ayy, ayy

Fuck what you heard

Fuck what you thought

Fuck all the bullshit

Nigga I need it all

Have you ever been down bad

Nowhere to go with no cash

I done been through it all my nigga

That's why I had to run up a check

Fuck what you heard

Fuck what you thought

Fuck all the bullshit

Nigga I need it all

Have you ever been down bad

Nowhere to go with no cash

I done been through it all my nigga

That's why I had to run up a check