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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
How you feeling DKAY?
Way down, way down
Yeah
Way down, way down
They say slow and steady always finna win the race now
Like my bitches real thick ass up, face down
Hungry by the day, this a meal MOZS made now
Ain't a nigga rappin that I won't try and take down
Rollin' through the SB, niggas wanna test me
Imitatin' niggas that just seem like a less me
Girls all around, like they tryna come molest me
Just an average nigga but I guess I'm just guessing
All about the business, I stand on it all day
Don't worry bout a thing, reincarnate Bob Marley
Betting on my talent like my life is a parlay
We scrappin' in the streets spill with me, you never sparring
Scary ass niggas, it's just something I ain't claiming
Niggas love me so much, they confuse it with hatin
I fuck with real women, ain't a hoe worth savin
The only thing I save is the bread for my payments
Oh, we roll with the top way down, way down (Way down, way down)
Oh, the roads gotta go stay down, stay down (Stay down, stay down)
Oh, we roll with the top way down, way down (Way down, way down)
Oh, the roads gotta go stay down, stay down (Stay down, stay down)
Stay down
Smooth and collected, true to my connections
Use this blood as paint, my words a beautiful weapon
Who's finna check him? This fuel's my protection
I never tie my shoes cause I get loose when I'm steppin
You can not test him, cause right now he done passed his peers
Make em cry then eat em up as they see me down a whole glass of tears
Fast and furious, act with fierce
I am who they're gonna have to fear
Balling since I came out, but y'all don't got any, better grab a pair
And it feels like the day that I came in the booth
I was able to point at em, aim, and I shoot
So many various angles to use
Y'all better stay out my way when I move
Prayed to the Almighty Father to give me some wisdom and send me the angel of truth