Tron Don - Down Bad Lyrics

I told you we'd make it up until this point
You only had to give me a minute
I'm good on all the back woods ima roll a joint
And smoke it til the filter is finished
My brother came home then he caught another case
I ain't even get em a sentence
They sent my father up for 10 he been down 4
God please be wit a nigga
My side woman tryna sleep wit a nigga
My main bitch don't agree wit a nigga
You know I made it out the jungle
Hoe I had to rumble you could never eat with a nigga
These lil hoes wanna be with a nigga
To tell the internet they be with a nigga
The lil niggas wanna beef with a nigga
To tell the sheriffs that they beef with a nigga
This Shit getting hella crazy
Loud pack got me lazy
Smoke joints til it's hazy
Still it don't phase me
Got a problem bitch fade me
That's just how my folks raised me
I'm going Brazy
Know I gotta get the win
For my niggas who ain't get it but got it within
Make magic with the pen
See you f*ckin with me now but you doubted me then
So you should know what it is
Eat a nigga birdie hoe I'm way above the rim
Thinking bout having a kid
Ocean in my backyard ima let em swim
Yea I be talking my shit
Ima keep talking my shit and you gone take it in
Yea they be barking and shit
But they only barking and shit
I hang em from his chin
Niggas ain't wit it they losers (uh)
Yea they got picks they choosers (uh)
I don't just hit em I bruise em (uh)
I don't just kill em I lose em (uh)
I know they got a whole lot to say
But I just do me to confuse em
He done went got em a new car for nothing
I came with his bitch on a scooter
You ain't never heard?
It ain't bout the car more about the man in it
I could have a bus load of bad bitches
Riding round in a minivan tinted
I'm a whole God Damned pandemic
Got the whole God Damned clan wit em
Hoe you better stop damn playing with em
F*ck around and let ya best friend get it
You heard

I was just f*cked up
I was just down, down bad
I picked up the pen and I lucked up
Now gimme my crown, crown
Hold up, wait
I was just f*cked up
I was just down, down bad
I picked up the pen and I lucked up
How gimme my crown, crown

I only used 2 flows but I got a mill-i-on more
I emptied out the whole clip on this motherf*cka
Double back and give em some mo'
They sayin man that's enough
They done been through it
You don't gotta give em nomo'
Well look ima spin again hoe
And that's just Incase you ain't feel it befo'
I get on wax and go to trippin I know
Name another nigga sick with the flow
Name another nigga with a bitch so thick she can barely fit through the door
Gotta go count up a check and then I leave the bank
I'm headed out to get me some mo'
Pops taught the boy gotta use what you in order for to get to the dough

I was just f*cked up
I was just down, down bad
I picked up the pen and I lucked up
Now gimme my crown, crown
Hold up, wait
I was just f*cked up
I was just down, down bad
I picked up the pen and I lucked up
Now gimme my crown, crown