Stay Down

(альбом: Born 2 Rap - 2019)

[Bryson Tiller:]
You say ain't trill, you right
Huh
Still, yeah
So go and tell me why

Why you upset (Yeah), why you frowning (Why)
Why you frowning, why you down, and (Yeah)
Niggas wilding, love to waste time, and (That's right)
Play her like violin, I had to dial in (Phone-up, yeah)
Yeah, I had to dial-up, you was the angel
That got assigned him
You had to change him, had to remind him
Love was a danger, right then I chimed in (I had to chime in)
Why even try him, you ain't on the side, and
And if it's not him, I guess it's mine then
I played the side then, guess I'm the main now
Got a man, boy can run and play games now (Play the games now)
I know it's strange how (Yeah), you get the praise now
You get the claim now
Things been so much different since I came 'round
She say, "Damn," like she tripping out the Greyhound
Call me (Call me), soon as the plane down when you saw me (Girl, yeah)
Smiles on your face now 'till your jaws weak (Yeah)
Ain't nobody else is all me (It's all me)
Since you met me it was all me (Yeah), for real (Real)

[Bryson Tiller {Both}:]
'Till the morning, 'till the evening (Evenin')
I give you real love, when you need it (When you need it)
If he was decent, wait 'till you see this (Yeah)
I better love you, more than he can (More than he can)
{'Till the morning, 'till the evenin'}
{I give you real love, when you need it}
If he was decent, wait 'till you see this
I better love you, more than he can

[The Game {Both}:]
Wake up, break up, make up, play fuck
Lay up, no sleep, no sex, say less
Get dressed, then trade up
Two cribs, revolving doors, A.M., P.M
I'm in, I'm out, she stressed, she saw a DM
And I'm still not a player, but you a hater
New elevator to the top, hah, see you later, I'm gone
New A.P., pimped out piece
In-house cheeks, Z4 pimped out seats
Penthouse, sweet, lease with an option to buy
Copping the five-oh Benz, for when I'm not in the sky
Puffing a lot, sipping on that Cliquot
Up in the Benz, he throw with this freak hoe
Dripping like I'm G Perico
I ain't a player, I just crush a lot
Throw up the Duss', I'm about getting loot
And I knock those boots on that Roosevelt roof
I don't wanna be a player no more
I'm not a player, I just crush a lot
Game until it lit, and still got what you looking for
Stay down, stay down, {stay down}

[Bryson Tiller {Both}:]
'Till the morning, 'till the evening (Evenin')
I give you real love, when you need it (When you need it)
If he was decent, wait 'till you see this (Yeah)
I better love you, more than he can (More than he can)
{'Till the morning, 'till the evenin'}
{I give you real love, when you need it}
If he was decent, wait 'till you see this
I better love you, more than he can

[Outro:]
I don't wanna be a player no more
Game until it lit, and still got what you looking for
Stay down, stay down, stay down
I don't wanna be a player no more
Game until it lit, and still got what you looking for
Stay down, stay down, stay down
Stay down, stay down, stay down
Stay down, stay down, stay down
Stay down, stay down, stay down