Stay Down

[Intro]
(Squat made the beat)
(Have you ever been to London?)
(Kutta, cut that shit up, man)

[Chorus]
Hustlin' backwards, it taught me a lot
Gotta shake down to get it up (Run it up)
I used to hate comin' home some nights
Slept on the floor with my glizzy tucked
I used to wait all day and night
My goddamn dad wasn't pullin' up
I can't wait to live my life, all we know is dice and stick-'em-up
He can't ride in this car, he ain't built for this
Try to play me, they plannin' on killin' shit
Ramen noodles for dinner, got tired of it
Section 8, mama scared to get out of it
He can't ride in this car, he ain't built for this
Kept it solid, he told 'em he wasn't therе
Used to ride on the bus, I ain't havе a lift
Hit the gas in this spider, turn up a bit

[Verse 1]
Tell my mama I'm not gettin' a license, I ain't pullin' over, this shit ain't no point
Out of town, paid the chauffeur to drive the Maybach with the curtains straight out of the joint
My lil' brothers, I spoil 'em to death, I'm breakin' the cycle and provin' a point
At the top of the charts where I oughta be
Six figures, 420, they proud of me
Yeah, yeah, he been on mud
Doctor said his heart gon' bust
He don't really give no fuck, he ain't feelin' no love
Number one rule, don't give no trust (He ain't feelin' no love)
He been on mud
Doctor said his heart gon' bust
He don't really give no fuck, he ain't feelin' no love

[Chorus]
Hustlin' backwards, it taught me a lot
Gotta shake down to get it up (Run it up)
I used to hate comin' home some nights
Slept on the floor with my glizzy tucked
I used to wait all day and night
My goddamn dad wasn't pullin' up
I can't wait to live my life, all we know is dice and stick-'em-up
He can't ride in this car, he ain't built for this
Try to play me, they plannin' on killin' shit
Ramen noodles for dinner, got tired of it
Section 8, mama scared to get out of it
He can't ride in this car, he ain't built for this
Kept it solid, he told 'em he wasn't there
Used to ride on the bus, I ain't have a lift
Hit the gas in this spider, turn up a bit

[Verse 2]
(Turn me up)
Tell them bitches no cap, let me out (Fuck 'em)
I'ma stack them hundreds to the ceiling so high, when I post, they gon' say it's a prop
Put the box on the back, when they hear it go off, ain't no way they gon' think it's a Glock
In some motion, no way I'm gon' stop (M-A-D)
Rippin' potions, lil' nigga get popped
Yeah, yeah, maskin' up like we ready for Halloween
Forty-five and this nine on the side of me
Poke his shirt with this Drac', make them hollows sing
Put 'em on the explore, then go over speed
Started feelin' like someone was holdin' me
Had to learn straight down it was only me

[Chorus]
Hustlin' backwards, it taught me a lot
Gotta shake down to get it up (Run it up)
I used to hate comin' home some nights
Slept on the floor with my glizzy tucked
I used to wait all day and night
My goddamn dad wasn't pullin' up
I can't wait to live my life, all we know is dice and stick-'em-up
He can't ride in this car, he ain't built for this
Try to play me, they plannin' on killin' shit
Ramen noodles for dinner, got tired of it
Section 8, mama scared to get out of it
He can't ride in this car, he ain't built for this
Kept it solid, he told 'em he wasn't there
Used to ride on the bus, I ain't have a lift
Hit the gas in this spider, turn up a bit