Thirty6Kealo - Stay Down You'll Come Up

I dont really talk about my pain cuz I don’t want no pity,
Wish god made us bullet proof, too many dying in my city,
Ima take the risk to reach the top then bring family with me,
God gave me talent with this music imma always spit it,
Write it my with heart and let my soul tell it in the booth,
Even when they doubted me, I still knew that I was the truth,
Thank god for my mama cuz my mama really made a troop,
Took the bread and flip it when I could bought myself a coop,

I’m giving game to these niggas, man I should’ve been a coach,
I just hop inside my bag and I ain’t talkin bout no coach,
Im a hustler nigga I can sell summer to the snow,
Really getting money now and I ain’t have to sell my soul,
The world is wicked now, you cannot leave the house without your pole,
Red head shawty in my phone her nickname lil boat,
Gettin everything I want cuz I just set shxt as goals,
Stay down you’ll come up that’s the only thing I know,

Winter flow, I give you chills,
Hometown, Bennettsville,
I go hard cuz I seen what crackers did to Emmett Till,
I done made a lot of sacrifices just to make it here,
Remember when I use to try to hide the pain by poppin seals,
You thought I was turning up when I was really hidin tears,
This that trial and tribulations music for you n*ggas ears,
Livin to inspire, wanna see you make it out the field,
I’m the fresh prince sometimes I wonder how my uncle feel,
Cuz im that n*gga, I’m the man now,
Ain’t talking groceries but I’m really in my bag now,
Somewhere in San Francisco plotting on a cash cow,
Come inside the studio, I’m smelling like a d*mn pound,
I’m putting on for my ppl like I said I would,
Ain’t talking honey berry but I wish a n*gga would,
My n*gga say he living better I told em as he should,
Dripping on these n*ggas I might pull up and just cause a flood,
Get inside the booth and go in like the sun going down,
I done made it through all them days it was pouring down,
Use to couldn’t ball but yea a n*gga scoring now,
Use to couldn’t rap but I bet they play my songs now,
I’m hot n*gga I done heard em call me fish grease,
You can’t call me broke, I don’t know what that mean,
I been spitting sixteens since sixteen,
Stay focus n*gga you can live your dreams

I dont really talk about my pain cuz I don’t want no pity,
Wish god made us bullet proof, too many dying in my city,
Ima take the risk to reach the top then bring family with me,
God gave me talent with this music imma always spit it,
Write it my with heart and let my soul tell it in the booth,
Even when they doubted me, I still knew that I was the truth,
Thank god for my mama cuz my mama really made a troop,
Took the bread and flip it when I could bought myself a coop,

I’m giving game to these niggas, man I should’ve been a coach,
I just hop inside my bag and I ain’t talkin bout no coach,
Im a hustler nigga I can sell summer to the snow,
Really getting money now and I ain’t have to sell my soul,
The world is wicked now, you cannot leave the house without your pole,
Red head shawty in my phone her nickname lil boat,
Gettin everything I want cuz I just set shxt as goals,
Stay down you’ll come up that’s the only thing I know,

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