Downtown by Kid the Rookie Lyrics
[Chorus]
All the hater fuckin' trash talk
I do anything ya ma mind be ma own boss
Spicin' up some heat all the bitches lovin' hot sauce
Set a goal, achieved couple minutes goin' abroad
S-Score ain't show shit nigga put it on a board
I ma chasin' dream had no Lambo ridin' old horse
Gettin' down so deep had to lightin' up my cold torch
Makin' it no cheat cuz the exp got no fake course aye
[Verse1]
I ma hust man
Breakin' that's my last man
Never ask man
Too much task man
From scratch man
I'm in touch man
Appreciate all ma fan
I ma lord land
Findin' thotties pay for cunt man
Ain't gonna do what ya want so ya (what)
Ain't gonna please anybody so ya (hah)
She broke up with me cuz I had no car (what)
Still livin' good got like thousand a bar (ou)
Take care the soul I care what in the jar
Fuckin' the hate ain't no quitin' for sure
Tellin' the child father name Mufasa
Tell 'em I die I'll be look from the stars
[Chorus]
Wall the hater ignore trash talk
I do anything ya ma mind be ma own boss
Spicin' up some heat all the bitches lovin' hot sauce
Set a goal achieved couple minutes goin' abroad
S-Score ain't show shit nigga put it on a board
I ma chasin' dream had no Lambo ridin' old horse
Gettin' down so deep had to lightin' up my cold torch
Makin' it no cheat cuz the exp got no fake course aye
[Verse2]
Run through back she goin' fast
Pull up with the gang homie startin' tallk about the past
I treat 'em I got a bag
No opinion that's a fact
Nigga watch ain't fuck around runnin' top with no attach
Its a God plan nigga in the dog land ah
Too much plastic in the country can't be counted, sand ah
Thay said I ma dressin' well I dressin' like a Van ah
Ain't no doubt we all stressed out poppin' like ton of xan ah
Je-Jesus she wanna ridin' the penus (huh, what)
Walk around couldn't find her in the campus (ye, ye, ye)
Sorry roll too hard like a Rammus (skirt)
That was my gift for the Christmas
[Chorus]
All the hater fuckin' trash talk
I do anything ya ma mind be ma own boss
Spicin' up some heat all the bitches lovin' hot sauce
Set a goal, achieved couple minutes goin' abroad
S-Score ain't show shit nigga put it on a board
I ma chasin' dream had no Lambo ridin' old horse
Gettin' down so deep had to lightin' up my cold torch
Makin' it no cheat cuz the exp got no fake course aye
All the hater fuckin' trash talk
I do anything ya ma mind be ma own boss
Spicin' up some heat all the bitches lovin' hot sauce
Set a goal, achieved couple minutes goin' abroad
S-Score ain't show shit nigga put it on a board
I ma chasin' dream had no Lambo ridin' old horse
Gettin' down so deep had to lightin' up my cold torch
Makin' it no cheat cuz the exp got no fake course aye
[Verse1]
I ma hust man
Breakin' that's my last man
Never ask man
Too much task man
From scratch man
I'm in touch man
Appreciate all ma fan
I ma lord land
Findin' thotties pay for cunt man
Ain't gonna do what ya want so ya (what)
Ain't gonna please anybody so ya (hah)
She broke up with me cuz I had no car (what)
Still livin' good got like thousand a bar (ou)
Take care the soul I care what in the jar
Fuckin' the hate ain't no quitin' for sure
Tellin' the child father name Mufasa
Tell 'em I die I'll be look from the stars
[Chorus]
Wall the hater ignore trash talk
I do anything ya ma mind be ma own boss
Spicin' up some heat all the bitches lovin' hot sauce
Set a goal achieved couple minutes goin' abroad
S-Score ain't show shit nigga put it on a board
I ma chasin' dream had no Lambo ridin' old horse
Gettin' down so deep had to lightin' up my cold torch
Makin' it no cheat cuz the exp got no fake course aye
[Verse2]
Run through back she goin' fast
Pull up with the gang homie startin' tallk about the past
I treat 'em I got a bag
No opinion that's a fact
Nigga watch ain't fuck around runnin' top with no attach
Its a God plan nigga in the dog land ah
Too much plastic in the country can't be counted, sand ah
Thay said I ma dressin' well I dressin' like a Van ah
Ain't no doubt we all stressed out poppin' like ton of xan ah
Je-Jesus she wanna ridin' the penus (huh, what)
Walk around couldn't find her in the campus (ye, ye, ye)
Sorry roll too hard like a Rammus (skirt)
That was my gift for the Christmas
[Chorus]
All the hater fuckin' trash talk
I do anything ya ma mind be ma own boss
Spicin' up some heat all the bitches lovin' hot sauce
Set a goal, achieved couple minutes goin' abroad
S-Score ain't show shit nigga put it on a board
I ma chasin' dream had no Lambo ridin' old horse
Gettin' down so deep had to lightin' up my cold torch
Makin' it no cheat cuz the exp got no fake course aye