CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Down Bad (2019)

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

I was down bad, stealing out the Walmart
Spend my last on a jugg, make it all back
Gotta get a bag, wanna ball like an all-star
Came with 5 different ho’s and they all bad
Smoking 5 different strains, and they all gas
Got a bad lil’ b*t*h and she all a**
Need a big book bag, filled with all cash
And I still miss the purple, tell it call back please

I could tell her that I love her ‘cause it’s all on E
I could hear the xans tryna call on me
Tryna make a couple bands by the time I leave
I’m a fallen angel and I lost my wings
Gotta get fly so I could live with Jesus
Always on my right side, n***a, slime Nezzus
I could tell you how I’m livin’, but you prolly won’t believe it
Late nights geekin, make a lil’ cash, spend it all on weed
All these b*t*hes tryna link, and they prolly won’t leave
Whole house reeking, smell like reefer
Been thinking ‘bout the guap, ‘cause that’s all I need
Watch the purple when it drop, let it fall like leaves
And my heart so cold, can’t show love easy
Gotta work for what you want, ‘cause this sh*t not easy
And imma chase this check, till the day I stop breathing
They gon' cap on you, just let 'em, 'cause they gon' need you
Like the capital letter, I stay wit' big B’s
I don’t have time to put trust in these people
I was down bad, and they wasn’t helping me
Now that I’m up I get fly like a eagle
Everyone come around, just tryna see
I told these lil’ n***a that we not equal, ‘cause it’s some sh*t that they still gotta see
I’m stuck in my head, still tryna work on me
And I'll get it together, hope that you don't leave
These n***as gone change like the f**kin’ season
Got a heart on my chain, ‘cause I f**kin’ need it
If I ever change, money not the reason
Fell in love with these drugs, baby ‘cause I need them
And I talk to my fans, ‘cause they f**kin’ need me
I made some bands off a iPhone 10
If I’m down bad, I’ll do it again
If I need the racks, might slime out my kin
So sorry, no sorry, that is what it is
You get played like Atari, you get hit like a stick
Slime walk with the fye, ‘cause he look like a lick
Ain’t no space in my ride, it’s just me and my b*t*h
(Lonely... Lonely)
I was down bad, stealing out the Walmart
Spend my last on a jugg, make it all back
Gotta get a bag, wanna ball like an all-star
Came with 5 different ho’s and they all bad
Smoking 5 different strains, and they all gas
Got a bad lil’ b*t*h and she all a**
Need a big book bag, filled with all cash
And I still miss the purple, tell it call back please
(Tell it call back please)
(Spend it all on E)
(Spend it all on Me)