down for me

Are you down for me, down for me Are you down for me, baby, baby

Yeah, it ain't easy to describe how I'm feeling So I smoke a little weed and fantasize about winning

Put on some Joey B, might go to Malz on a Monday Then hit the studio through Saturday, Sunday

I've been feeling like I'm losing my grip on all reality Life is costing more than what's inside of me

But I'm a spiritual thug and she a damsel in distress Calling me by my name, she only wants me for the sex

She throw my symbol on the fire, watch it light up the sky But I've been busy writing rhymes and so I let it die

She ain't even know the half of all these petty crimes Heart on lock, she tryna reach it but it's hard to find

God gave me the gift and mama gave me the vision I'm picking up the pen and splitting the vision

I'm sick of seeing niggas tripping over niggas and bitches Go and get you some riches

Step into the booth and watch me flame a couple of energy emissions