Down Talk

[Intro: D-Lo]
D-Lo, D-Lo, ayy

[Verse 1: D-Lo]
Woo, I swear my niggas be killin' shit on them freeways
My nigga TB locked up, he need a three-way
My brother Moon just speared a nigga in my driveway
When it’s hella eyes and cameras, no we don't slide
Got my cleats on in the field, nigga, it's real, nigga
Don’t be in the wrong place, the wrong time, you could get killed, nigga
Got a stick on the forty, man I knocked a bitch for my brodie
Man, I gotta slide to the neck, can't fight no case with no co-D
Man I got bitches, I'm pimpin' these hoes
I'm scared of the cops, I be carryin' fours
I'm servin' these niggas, I’m breakin’ these hoes
These niggas ain't pimpin’, they breakin' the code, ayy
Chasin' that money, I ain't been asleep
Don’t make me call my brother Sleep
I swear somebody gon' RIP

[Pre-Chorus: D-Lo]
Swear to God we poppin', nigga
My Rudeboys be poppin' niggas
(One word, them niggas be dead, and I wouldn't lie to niggas)
If you ain't never caught you no body, I can't slide with niggas
You ain't never kicked you a high-speed on five-oh, I can't ride with niggas

[Chorus: Nemz]
People change up constant like seasons
I don't know why they down talk my success for no reason
Endless nights with no sleepin'
I been reachin' different regions
Thinkin' 'bout the different ways to get a million
And I been so resilient, I been playin' villain
Give a fuck what you say, no way, I can't change
No, I can't change
We wasn't built the same, we wasn't built the same

[Verse 2: D-Lo]
I don't know why they down talk on the Rudeboy like I ain't crazy, baby
I'm an 80's baby, got a baby Draco
From the Shady 80's, I sold crack crack to a crazy lady
I was tired of rappin' about hoes, now I'm on this real shit
Got a lil' brother named Scando with a baby face and he kill shit
Tryna shoot a scene to this movie, I don't think I need a director
No cameras, just fifty shots in this hammer, tryna blam 'em
Got a MAC on me, three hoes with a bag on me like Santa
When I was sippin', we was killin' shit and then celebrate it with a Fanta
Man, this nigga, he ran through like ten stop signs
On my mama, you would think this chopper
From the West, to where I hit your little brother
I'm tryna bag up me a meal ticket
Bitch suck dick like I'm Bill Clinton
Told a bitch that I don't pimp no more
I was lyin', bitch, I'm still pimpin'

[Pre-Chorus: D-Lo]
Swear to God that we poppin', nigga
My Rudeboys be poppin' niggas
(One word, them niggas be dead, and I wouldn't lie to niggas)
You ain't never caught you no body, I can't slide with niggas
You ain't never kicked you a high-speed, I can't ride with niggas

[Chorus: Nemz]
People change up constant like seasons
I don't know why they down talk my success for no reason
Endless nights with no sleepin'
I been reachin' different regions
Thinkin' 'bout the different ways to get a million
And I been so resilient, I been playin' villain
Give a fuck what you say, no way, I can't change
No, I can't change
We wasn't built the same, we wasn't built the same