DOWN verse by Kahrion Lyrics
KAHRION
[verse 1]
I'll leave a note in yo suggestion box
Since you don't tend to give fucks a lot
And i been looking for a fuck to give..
Brain thunderin' wonderin'
When is these dividends comin in niggas gotta eat
Need, food for my thoughts
Need food for my stomach
No room for distractions, thats room for defeat
Divvy the rations with me and my team
On chief I'm the king of my faction
I went to school on the daily, I am not a thug
Knew the thugs, always showed me love
Thats often
Raised on a line that'll separate your life
If you on the right side of the street
Thats AUSTIN
Outwest niggas be flee
Thats often
If you can't grind for your keep
Thats coffin
Mayfield and hirsch weed got a nigga coughin'
Break a nigga off some if he start talkin'
I spent-- countless time on a wasted search
I'll be damned if a nigga tell me what I'm worth
Bitch I'm the man for the job, come and get this work
Bitch i'm demanding a job, you gone get this work
When the gods of the world link up thats lightening
All eyez on me
When a nigga touch down, get it crackin like the clash of the titans better hold yo peace
Better hold yo peace when a young nigga speak
Better practice the shit that you preach
You packin' a strap in yo jeans
A master adapting to scenes, a prophecy chaser it seems
[verse 1]
I'll leave a note in yo suggestion box
Since you don't tend to give fucks a lot
And i been looking for a fuck to give..
Brain thunderin' wonderin'
When is these dividends comin in niggas gotta eat
Need, food for my thoughts
Need food for my stomach
No room for distractions, thats room for defeat
Divvy the rations with me and my team
On chief I'm the king of my faction
I went to school on the daily, I am not a thug
Knew the thugs, always showed me love
Thats often
Raised on a line that'll separate your life
If you on the right side of the street
Thats AUSTIN
Outwest niggas be flee
Thats often
If you can't grind for your keep
Thats coffin
Mayfield and hirsch weed got a nigga coughin'
Break a nigga off some if he start talkin'
I spent-- countless time on a wasted search
I'll be damned if a nigga tell me what I'm worth
Bitch I'm the man for the job, come and get this work
Bitch i'm demanding a job, you gone get this work
When the gods of the world link up thats lightening
All eyez on me
When a nigga touch down, get it crackin like the clash of the titans better hold yo peace
Better hold yo peace when a young nigga speak
Better practice the shit that you preach
You packin' a strap in yo jeans
A master adapting to scenes, a prophecy chaser it seems