Man Down
(Maaui on the beat, so it's a banger)
Too much money on my mind, to be politickin'
I ain't gon' speak what on what you did, let's not get specific
You paint me as the bad guy, why you playin' the victim?
But, baby, oh-oh-ooh
I take drugs when things ain't right
Please don't touch my vibe
Drakos go, "Rah-rah-rah!"
I'm heartbroken all inside
I know I ain't perfect, uh
I just need some real love
'Cause lately I've been in my bag and my Birkin
The Percocets ain't workin', uh
I don't even feel drugs
Sometimes I feel all alone, without a purpose
I be lost up in my feelings
Watch my demons sing along to a real one
Load up that tarapampam, they finna kill some
(Load that tarapampam, they finna kill some)
Man down, nigga man down
Quarter million, on a Richard millie on
For all the fucking times that you ever did me wrong
I've been in my bag but I've been tryin' to keep it calm
And even when I'm right you convince yourself that I'm wrong
Screaming melodies like I'm Giveon, uh
A pistol to spin the block (buap, buap)
Shit, we did it to him, uh
Pull up, hop out and just wit' my hoodie on
Stunna G the top opp vulture bitch I put my city on
Dangerous (i'm dangerous)
Sometimes I'm hanging with my demons in the nighttime (ooh)
Oh, baby, they get dangerous
I bet my shooter knock your goofy off, mmh-mmh
Lil' nigga, please don't play with us
Them vultures ride wit' extensions I bet they'll flame you up
Bodies dropping in the trenches they go blamin' us
I know a nigga from the hood who turned to angel dust
(Man down, nigga, man down)
I know I ain't perfect, uh
I just need some real love
'Cause lately I've been in my bag and my Birkin
The Percocets ain't workin', uh
I don't even feel drugs
Sometimes I feel all alone, without a purpose
I be lost up in my feelings
Watch my demons sing along to a real one
Load up that tarapampam, they finna kill some
(Load that tarapampam, they finna kill some)
Man down, nigga man down
(Rapapampam, rapapampam, man down)
(Rapapampam, rapapampam, man down)
(Rapapampam, rapapampam, man down) man down
(Rapapampam, rapapampam, man down) like it with his hands down
Load the rifle that's a man down
Too much money on my mind, to be politickin'
I ain't gon' speak what on what you did, let's not get specific
You paint me as the bad guy, why you playin' the victim?
But baby, oh-oh
I take drugs when things ain't right
Please don't touch my vibe
Drakos go, "Rah-rah-rah!"
I'm heartbroken all inside
(Heartbroken all inside)
Too much money on my mind, to be politickin'
I ain't gon' speak what on what you did, let's not get specific
You paint me as the bad guy, why you playin' the victim?
But, baby, oh-oh-ooh
I take drugs when things ain't right
Please don't touch my vibe
Drakos go, "Rah-rah-rah!"
I'm heartbroken all inside
I know I ain't perfect, uh
I just need some real love
'Cause lately I've been in my bag and my Birkin
The Percocets ain't workin', uh
I don't even feel drugs
Sometimes I feel all alone, without a purpose
I be lost up in my feelings
Watch my demons sing along to a real one
Load up that tarapampam, they finna kill some
(Load that tarapampam, they finna kill some)
Man down, nigga man down
Quarter million, on a Richard millie on
For all the fucking times that you ever did me wrong
I've been in my bag but I've been tryin' to keep it calm
And even when I'm right you convince yourself that I'm wrong
Screaming melodies like I'm Giveon, uh
A pistol to spin the block (buap, buap)
Shit, we did it to him, uh
Pull up, hop out and just wit' my hoodie on
Stunna G the top opp vulture bitch I put my city on
Dangerous (i'm dangerous)
Sometimes I'm hanging with my demons in the nighttime (ooh)
Oh, baby, they get dangerous
I bet my shooter knock your goofy off, mmh-mmh
Lil' nigga, please don't play with us
Them vultures ride wit' extensions I bet they'll flame you up
Bodies dropping in the trenches they go blamin' us
I know a nigga from the hood who turned to angel dust
(Man down, nigga, man down)
I know I ain't perfect, uh
I just need some real love
'Cause lately I've been in my bag and my Birkin
The Percocets ain't workin', uh
I don't even feel drugs
Sometimes I feel all alone, without a purpose
I be lost up in my feelings
Watch my demons sing along to a real one
Load up that tarapampam, they finna kill some
(Load that tarapampam, they finna kill some)
Man down, nigga man down
(Rapapampam, rapapampam, man down)
(Rapapampam, rapapampam, man down)
(Rapapampam, rapapampam, man down) man down
(Rapapampam, rapapampam, man down) like it with his hands down
Load the rifle that's a man down
Too much money on my mind, to be politickin'
I ain't gon' speak what on what you did, let's not get specific
You paint me as the bad guy, why you playin' the victim?
But baby, oh-oh
I take drugs when things ain't right
Please don't touch my vibe
Drakos go, "Rah-rah-rah!"
I'm heartbroken all inside
(Heartbroken all inside)
Credits
Writer(s): Isaias Garcia, Jaylen Koroma
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