Lil Durk, Lil Baby, Young Dolph - Downfall lyrics
Lil Durk [Durk Derrick Banks] Smurk [Chicago, Illinois, U.S.] 🇺🇸
Lil Baby [Dominique Armani Jones] 4PF [Atlanta, Georgia, U.S.] 🇺🇸
[Lil Durk, Lil Baby, Young Dolph - Downfall lyrics]
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
You my nigga you my dog, you my dog for sure
Tell you you my nigga
And you right here for long you my nigga
You my, you my you my nigga
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
Fuckin' all these hoes state to state
I ain't see love comin'
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 the city goin' up
And you only call me when
You see me pourin' up
And you snuck and told
You don't know if we know or not
And you brought me drinks
Only time you threw a shot (Woah)
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 cummin' with her
Real niggas only, ain't no competition
We dropped Bloodas, now they sayin' "bloodas"
If I don't know nothin'
I know our fans love us
I learned to rap and get some bands from it
You be around the fake
But I'm stayin' 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
You my nigga you my dog, you my dog for sure
Tell you you my nigga
And you right here for long you my nigga
You my, you my you my nigga
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 fuckin' with you, nigga
(Trap)
Seen a lot of crosses fuckin' 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 hustlin'
Shit since sixth grade (Ayy, who that?)
I'm the one your mom and daddy
Told you stay away from
But I'm the one 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 never elevated, just the same nigga
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
You my nigga you my dog, you my dog for sure
Tell you you my nigga
And you right here for long you my nigga
You my, you my you my nigga
You my nigga, you my dog since the sandbox
(Sandbox) i been runnin' with some killers
We got hand Glocks (Hand Glocks)
Sippin' syrup, I'm movin' slow like a grandpa
(Grandpa) kept it real from the jump
These niggas changed up (Changed up)
All these diamonds on my neck
They gettin' tangled up
Hearin' rumors 'bout my main
Man snortin' dust (No)
We ain't have no ride, we'll steal a car
We'll catch the bus (yeah)
I wish Lil One could see me now
A nigga rich as fuck (Rich as fuck)
Fuck a nine-to-five, I'm sellin' 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 (Eighteen)
Sittin' in the cell, goin' hard
They tried to mace me (Certain)
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)
Doin' what I'm 'posed to do
I know they hate me (Hate me)
I'ma stand up on they ass until they take me
(Take me)
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
You my nigga you my dog, you my dog for sure
Tell you you my nigga
And you right here for long you my nigga
You my, you my you my nigga