Yeah, La Jay
La Jay, La Jay, La Jay, La Jay, La Jay, La Jay
La Jay, La, La, La, La, La Jay
Huh, okay
It made no sense
He said that La Jay not the one, the hell he smokin?
She said, "what's wrong with you?"
Girl, I'm not broke, I'm broken
Get money before I eat breakfast
Remember I only had Frosted Flakes
I remember callin' my mama like "12 tryna do me, I'm hoping they drive the case"
I'm so anti, f*ck these niggas
You don't wanna get on my bad side
In these Off-whites, couldn't walk an inch
Nigga, much less a damn mile
Singing it loud, I'm hoping they proud of me, I could buy Prada now
You was f*cked up with a smile, how?
Cause I coulda really been downtown
I know niggas locked up and some in the ground
I know it ain't shit for me up in this town
But I'm stayin' down
You know how much you get from a damn pound?
I look in the sky and I know I'ma star
I just gotta wait for the world now
She callin' my phone, "where you be at?"
Top shelf, baby, just gettin' them birds down
I don't keep score, I keep scoring
Choppa got kick round, no Chuck Norris
(Get out of my house)
Bitch, you boring, I know a bitch, eat me up to the morning
Wrist full of yellow, I got 'em pissed
Hold that bitch up, they gin' say that I'm corny
Say he a big dog, more like a yorkie
Coulda got him picked off, that's the mature me
If you want better days, be a better person
Cut so many out the script, just trying to get a better version
And you know it hurt, but it's temporary
Everything I told you on a billboard
Everything you told me in the cemetery
It made no sense
He said that La Jay not the one, the hell he smokin?
She said, "what's wrong with you?"
Girl, I'm not broke, I'm broken
Get money before I eat breakfast
Remember I only had Frosted Flakes
I remember callin' my mama like "12 tryna do me, I'm hoping they drive the case"
I'm so anti, f*ck these niggas
You don't wanna get on my bad side
In these Off-whites, couldn't walk an inch
Nigga, much less a damn mile
Singing it loud, I'm hoping they proud of me, I could buy Prada now
You was f*cked up with a smile, how?
Cause I coulda really been downtown
(Downtown)
(Downtown)
Nejay - downtown Lyrics
Nejay - downtown Lyrics
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Yeah, La Jay
La Jay, La Jay, La Jay, La Jay, La Jay, La Jay
La Jay, La, La, La, La, La Jay
Huh, okay
It made no sense
He said that La Jay not the one, the hell he smokin?
She said, "what's wrong with you?"
Girl, I'm not broke, I'm broken
Get money before I eat breakfast
Remember I only had Frosted Flakes
I remember callin' my mama like "12 tryna do me, I'm hoping they drive the case"
I'm so anti, f*ck these niggas
You don't wanna get on my bad side
In these Off-whites, couldn't walk an inch
Nigga, much less a damn mile
Singing it loud, I'm hoping they proud of me, I could buy Prada now
You was f*cked up with a smile, how?
Cause I coulda really been downtown
I know niggas locked up and some in the ground
I know it ain't shit for me up in this town
But I'm stayin' down
You know how much you get from a damn pound?
I look in the sky and I know I'ma star
I just gotta wait for the world now
She callin' my phone, "where you be at?"
Top shelf, baby, just gettin' them birds down
I don't keep score, I keep scoring
Choppa got kick round, no Chuck Norris
(Get out of my house)
Bitch, you boring, I know a bitch, eat me up to the morning
Wrist full of yellow, I got 'em pissed
Hold that bitch up, they gin' say that I'm corny
Say he a big dog, more like a yorkie
Coulda got him picked off, that's the mature me
If you want better days, be a better person
Cut so many out the script, just trying to get a better version
And you know it hurt, but it's temporary
Everything I told you on a billboard
Everything you told me in the cemetery
It made no sense
He said that La Jay not the one, the hell he smokin?
She said, "what's wrong with you?"
Girl, I'm not broke, I'm broken
Get money before I eat breakfast
Remember I only had Frosted Flakes
I remember callin' my mama like "12 tryna do me, I'm hoping they drive the case"
I'm so anti, f*ck these niggas
You don't wanna get on my bad side
In these Off-whites, couldn't walk an inch
Nigga, much less a damn mile
Singing it loud, I'm hoping they proud of me, I could buy Prada now
You was f*cked up with a smile, how?
Cause I coulda really been downtown
(Downtown)
(Downtown)
La Jay, La Jay, La Jay, La Jay, La Jay, La Jay
La Jay, La, La, La, La, La Jay
Huh, okay
It made no sense
He said that La Jay not the one, the hell he smokin?
She said, "what's wrong with you?"
Girl, I'm not broke, I'm broken
Get money before I eat breakfast
Remember I only had Frosted Flakes
I remember callin' my mama like "12 tryna do me, I'm hoping they drive the case"
I'm so anti, f*ck these niggas
You don't wanna get on my bad side
In these Off-whites, couldn't walk an inch
Nigga, much less a damn mile
Singing it loud, I'm hoping they proud of me, I could buy Prada now
You was f*cked up with a smile, how?
Cause I coulda really been downtown
I know niggas locked up and some in the ground
I know it ain't shit for me up in this town
But I'm stayin' down
You know how much you get from a damn pound?
I look in the sky and I know I'ma star
I just gotta wait for the world now
She callin' my phone, "where you be at?"
Top shelf, baby, just gettin' them birds down
I don't keep score, I keep scoring
Choppa got kick round, no Chuck Norris
(Get out of my house)
Bitch, you boring, I know a bitch, eat me up to the morning
Wrist full of yellow, I got 'em pissed
Hold that bitch up, they gin' say that I'm corny
Say he a big dog, more like a yorkie
Coulda got him picked off, that's the mature me
If you want better days, be a better person
Cut so many out the script, just trying to get a better version
And you know it hurt, but it's temporary
Everything I told you on a billboard
Everything you told me in the cemetery
It made no sense
He said that La Jay not the one, the hell he smokin?
She said, "what's wrong with you?"
Girl, I'm not broke, I'm broken
Get money before I eat breakfast
Remember I only had Frosted Flakes
I remember callin' my mama like "12 tryna do me, I'm hoping they drive the case"
I'm so anti, f*ck these niggas
You don't wanna get on my bad side
In these Off-whites, couldn't walk an inch
Nigga, much less a damn mile
Singing it loud, I'm hoping they proud of me, I could buy Prada now
You was f*cked up with a smile, how?
Cause I coulda really been downtown
(Downtown)
(Downtown)
Writer: Nejay Hyde
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