Downfall
(专辑: Signed To The Streets 3 - 2018)
[Lil Durk:] You my downfall, I
hope you know that shit I
can't be around y'all, 'cause I
can't show you this You gon' do what you gotta do to sell that dog food And if you got a
good bitch, you gotta send her to law school 'Cause you might need her, tell the
feds leave my niggas alone (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) You my nigga, you my dog, you my dog for sure (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Yeah, you my nigga, and you right here for long You my nigga, you my, you my nigga (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) You my nigga, that's a
fact, and you can't lie to me (Ayy, woah) What I
get paid on that block, that's like your salary (Uh, woah) Mandatory rules to the
trenches, keep your gun on you 'Fore the
money even be involved, they be one hundred Fucking all these hoes state to state, I
ain't see love coming Slowed down on that mud, grew a
pudge from it, uh Not what you do, just how you do it, ain't what you say, it's how you say it You can think about the
money, but it's how you gonna chase it They freed a
couple killers, now they city going up And you only call me when you see me pouring up And you snuck n' told, you don't know if we know or not And you brought me drinks, only time you threw a
shot (Wow) My other homie told my other homie That my other homie other homie tryna kill him That's why I
only fuck with a
couple niggas Get out the
dope game, get a
couple figures Make my bitch cum and then I'm cumming with her Real niggas only, ain't no competition We dropped Bloodas, now they saying "Bloodas" If I
don't know nothing, I
know our fans love us I
learned to rap and get some bands from it You be around the
fake, but I'm staying from it You my downfall, I
hope you know that shit I
can't be around y'all, 'cause I
can't show you this You gon' do what you gotta do to sell that dog food And if you got a
good bitch, you gotta send her to law school 'Cause you might need her, tell the
feds leave my niggas alone (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) You my nigga, you my dog, you my dog for sure (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Yeah, you my nigga, and you right here for long You my nigga, you my, you my nigga (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) [Young Dolph:] Don't even fix your mouth to tell me that you loyal (Keep that) They only reason I
spare you is because I
love you (I swear) A
whole lot of choppers, couple Jewish lawyers (Yeah) Straight dope boy (Yeah), Richard Porter (Trap) Took a
lot of losses fucking with you nigga (Trap) Seen a
lot of crosses fucking with you nigga (Damn) Yeah, we did dirt (Yeah), yeah, I
front you work (Yeah) Plugged on the
syrup (Yeah), but that shit was curse (Shit!) You like to get high, I
like to get paid (Okay) I
been on some hustling shit since 6th grade (Ayy, who dat?) I'm the
one your mom and daddy told you stay away from But I'm the
one who that told you fuck them hoes, let's get this paper Count a
million, smoke a
nigga at the
same time (Hey) Rich nigga, me and you ain't on the
same time (it's Dolph) On the
stage or in the
trap, I'm the
same nigga (it's Dolph) You ain't ever elevated, just the
same nigga [Lil Durk:] You my downfall, I
hope you know that shit I
can't be around y'all, 'cause I
can't show you this You gon' do what you gotta do to sell that dog food And if you got a
good bitch, you gotta send her to law school 'Cause you might need her, tell the
feds leave my niggas alone (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) You my nigga, you my dog, you my dog for sure (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Yeah, you my nigga, and you right here for long You my nigga, you my, you my nigga (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) [Lil Baby:] You my nigga, you my dog since the
sandbox (Sandbox) I
been running with some killers, we got hand Glocks (Hand Glocks) Sipping syrup, I'm moving slow like a
grandpa (Grandpa) Kept it real from the
jump, these niggas changed up (Changed up) All these diamonds on my neck, they getting tangled up Hearing rumors 'bout my main man snorting dust (Oh) We ain't have no ride, we'd steal a
car, we don't catch the
bus (Yeah) I
wish Lil Juan could see me now, a
nigga rich as fuck (Rich as fuck) Fuck a
nine-to-five, I'm selling whole things (Whole things) I
was down bad on my dick, I
didn't have no dreams (No dreams) I
swear to God I
had a
hundred racks at eighteen (Ayy) Sitting in the
cell, going hard, they tryna mace me (Serve 10) Every nigga who threw salt gon' have to face me (Face me) Told my bitch that she can leave, she won't replace me (Won't replace me) Doing what I'm 'posed to do, I
know they hate me (Hate me) I'ma stand up on they ass 'til they take me (Take me) [Lil Durk:] You my downfall, I
hope you know that shit I
can't be around y'all, 'cause I
can't show you this You gon' do what you gotta do to sell that dog food And if you got a
good bitch, you gotta send her to law school 'Cause you might need her, tell the
feds leave my niggas alone (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) You my nigga, you my dog, you my dog for sure (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Yeah, you my nigga, and you right here for long You my nigga, you my, you my nigga (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)