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Letra : Down Bad

I remember being broke I had my pockets stuck on empty
I had no food up on my plate, I was starving sh*t was deadly
I was Robbin for a dollar praying anyone would tempt me
Then I signed my first deal and started swerving in them Bently's
I was down bad, really fighting for my life
Mamma kicked me out the house daddy never got me right
I was sleeping in the whip steady gripping on the pipe
Hoping somebody come test me I really might just take they life

It's just Blaze and Deezy riding through the city ayе
100 shots lil n***a come and get me ayе
You ain't kill me lil n***a I feel like 50 aye
I'm just chillin I'ma play her like I'm Diddy aye
I'ma f**k and give her back why you trippin aye
Oh you thought the Blade was lacking I had the 50 aye
These Gucci's ain't tied it got me trippin aye
f**k it I been rollin quarters in a backwoods
Pour the lean in the sprite like a chemist
I'm smoking weed and poppin beans I'm on a detox
The dope went good so I had to make it re-rock
If he run up on this Bently get his top hot
Now it's time for me to switch up on these n***as aye
The Glock was hot cuz I done popped me bout two n***as aye
I was broke but now I'm counting double figures aye
The Glock was hot cuz I done popped me bout two n***as aye

I remember being broke I had my pockets stuck on empty
I had no food up on my plate, I was starving sh*t was deadly
I was Robbin for a dollar praying anyone would tempt me
Then I signed my first deal and started swerving in them Bently's
I was down bad, really fighting for my life
Mamma kicked me out the house daddy never got me right
I was sleeping in the whip steady gripping on the pipe
Hoping somebody come test me I really might just take they life

It's Just me and Johnny Blaze up in the Bently
Swervin lane to lane pour that pint we gettin jiggy
50 re-rock drops up in the sock we getting busy
And you know if Johnny riding he keep 50 in that glizzy
I got 2 phones, ridin dirty in the whip the b*t*h a two tone
Ya b*t*h she naked in my phone like what's yo boo on
I might bend her over spend her like a coupon
Soon as we finish f**kin take her right back to the group home
Like what's yo dude on b*t*h im grimy savage if you round me then don't move wrong
Give yo ass a tombstone, that's the mood I'm on
I feel like 2Pac I might catch you on the roof and get my juice on
Aye, if you move wrong
I feel like 2Pac I might catch you on the roof and get my juice on
Aye, if you move wrong
I feel like 2Pac I might catch you on the roof and get my juice on

I remember being broke I had my pockets stuck on empty
I had no food up on my plate, I was starving sh*t was deadly
I was Robbin for a dollar praying anyone would tempt me
Then I signed my first deal and started swerving in them Bently's
I was down bad, really fighting for my life
Mamma kicked me out the house daddy never got me right
I was sleeping in the whip steady gripping on the pipe
Hoping somebody come test me I really might just take they life