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Want people to accept you now for what you do and don't just label me as them and at the same time I’m like, well don't forget that's what you get Y’all ain't seen my downfall yet Down with a motherfucker til he down on his ends Til he down on his luck Travel town to town for the bucks I made pounds with the pen Hit the ground and just went Man I'm bound for the bread They holla when you up But even when I'm down got a crown on my head Even when I'm down got a crown on my head Y'all ain't seen my downfall yet Down with a motherfucker til he down on his ends Til he down on his luck Travel town to town for the bucks I made pounds with the pen Hit the ground and just went Man I'm bound for the bread They holla when you up But even when I’m down got a crown on my head Even when I’m down got a crown on my head Who is he? Is that what they'll say in the eulogy? Will they say between you and me He was an idol when he was in the right mood SongtexteWhen he wasn’t fucked up, when he wasn't tight, woo Really couldn't fight duke, always got fucked up What you gon' say now? Are you gon’ play down? Birthed your whole style, I was a child I was fucking rapping in the damn playground First EP I was still a virgin, laid the damn thing down I refuse to lay down, refuse to lie down Gotta get my weight up, I'm 25 now And I only weighed a hundred-fucking-twenty-five pounds After all the remmy and the henny I downed After plenty of rounds their tends to be doubt After everything now they finna tell me I'm out Nah ump, I got two strikes left And the sun went down but the moonlight's set And the new guys rep whatever the new guys rep What y'all thought, old blue eyes left? But it ain't Frank, nah B Little more green in the pallet It's Patty Morales from bally to ballads Look, I have to say I could be an asshole Replaced the pack a day for the apple Pack of dope a day, not tobacco Not my fault I was placed in the Apple I was raised on raisins, Snapple Catholic on the upper west Bagels at Chapel See I'm an enigma they tryna get rid of Thought I was a contender Until they forget ya Whatever you did, whoever came with ya Gotta be better, not bitter I'll be back in all of my splendor Aus Songtexte Mania