"Downfall" lyrics
Want people to accept you now for what you do and don't just label me as them and at the same time I'm like, well don't forget that's what you get
Y'all ain't seen my downfall yet
Down with a motherfucker til he down on his ends
Til he down on his luck
Travel town to town for the bucks
I made pounds with the pen
Hit the ground and just went
Man I'm bound for the bread
They holla when you up
But even when I'm down got a crown on my head
Even when I'm down got a crown on my head
Y'all ain't seen my downfall yet
Down with a motherfucker til he down on his ends
Til he down on his luck
Travel town to town for the bucks
I made pounds with the pen
Hit the ground and just went
Man I'm bound for the bread
They holla when you up
But even when I'm down got a crown on my head
Even when I'm down got a crown on my head
Who is he? Is that what they'll say in the eulogy?
Will they say between you and me
He was an idol when he was in the right mood
When he wasn't fucked up, when he wasn't tight, woo
Really couldn't fight duke, always got fucked up
What you gon' say now? Are you gon' play down?
Birthed your whole style, I was a child
I was fucking rapping in the damn playground
First EP I was still a virgin, laid the damn thing down
I refuse to lay down, refuse to lie down
Gotta get my weight up, I'm 25 now
And I only weighed a hundred-fucking-twenty-five pounds
After all the remmy and the henny I downed
After plenty of rounds their tends to be doubt
After everything now they finna tell me I'm out
Nah ump, I got two strikes left
And the sun went down but the moonlight's set
And the new guys rep whatever the new guys rep
What y'all thought, old blue eyes left?
But it ain't Frank, nah B
Little more green in the pallet
It's Patty Morales from bally to ballads
Look, I have to say I could be an asshole
Replaced the pack a day for the apple
Pack of dope a day, not tobacco
Not my fault I was placed in the Apple
I was raised on raisins, Snapple
Catholic on the upper west
Bagels at Chapel
See I'm an enigma they tryna get rid of
Thought I was a contender
Until they forget ya
Whatever you did, whoever came with ya
Gotta be better, not bitter
I'll be back in all of my splendor
Y'all ain't seen my downfall yet
Down with a motherfucker til he down on his ends
Til he down on his luck
Travel town to town for the bucks
I made pounds with the pen
Hit the ground and just went
Man I'm bound for the bread
They holla when you up
But even when I'm down got a crown on my head
Even when I'm down got a crown on my head
Y'all ain't seen my downfall yet
Down with a motherfucker til he down on his ends
Til he down on his luck
Travel town to town for the bucks
I made pounds with the pen
Hit the ground and just went
Man I'm bound for the bread
They holla when you up
But even when I'm down got a crown on my head
Even when I'm down got a crown on my head
Who is he? Is that what they'll say in the eulogy?
Will they say between you and me
He was an idol when he was in the right mood
When he wasn't fucked up, when he wasn't tight, woo
Really couldn't fight duke, always got fucked up
What you gon' say now? Are you gon' play down?
Birthed your whole style, I was a child
I was fucking rapping in the damn playground
First EP I was still a virgin, laid the damn thing down
I refuse to lay down, refuse to lie down
Gotta get my weight up, I'm 25 now
And I only weighed a hundred-fucking-twenty-five pounds
After all the remmy and the henny I downed
After plenty of rounds their tends to be doubt
After everything now they finna tell me I'm out
Nah ump, I got two strikes left
And the sun went down but the moonlight's set
And the new guys rep whatever the new guys rep
What y'all thought, old blue eyes left?
But it ain't Frank, nah B
Little more green in the pallet
It's Patty Morales from bally to ballads
Look, I have to say I could be an asshole
Replaced the pack a day for the apple
Pack of dope a day, not tobacco
Not my fault I was placed in the Apple
I was raised on raisins, Snapple
Catholic on the upper west
Bagels at Chapel
See I'm an enigma they tryna get rid of
Thought I was a contender
Until they forget ya
Whatever you did, whoever came with ya
Gotta be better, not bitter
I'll be back in all of my splendor
