z. lewis - down كلمات الأغنية
tryna make headways on a paycheque
man might have to go and hit that l!ck
man might have to go and shot that powder
mama did say there’d be days like this
mama told me f_ck all the opps
don’t allow them
keep a good watch on your mates, don’t shift
keep a steady block on the fake that surrounds you
stand on your own two kiddo, don’t slip
chorus
down, down we fall down
where the net? shoot for the hat trick
down, down we fall down
spray the booth like a gatling, fly like gatwick
down, down we fall down
where the net? shoot for the hat trick
down, down we fall down
down, down we fall down
verse 1
so you been the top boy
you palm big guns, you getting big funds
but it never came
put the bread up on the line
i ain’t half income with the opps
i ain’t spreading any bredda name
ready for the end of days
tryna keep a smile is tough so i bump my own records just to meditate
started out with levitate
now i seen how fast they buzz
i wanna spot for myself imma get the cake
and my demo tape bumping
the execs love when i send the wavs
coming from authentic struggle when i pen the phrase
everyone who play zed get the pain
everyone who say zed fell off just amazed
this bredda more quiet with a bigger name
life i’m living got me fighting my inner grave
tryna keep sight on my dinner plate
i’m tryna eat, they just imitate
tryna keep peace for my inner state
tryna get my piece outta triple j… big mood
plus i chop up the yay
so ya chick chill daily
she always ask me to be the big spoon
tick boom
pop off to la on rockets i feel like they watching me hit moons
bit rude, been proper since day i don’t stop it i know they been watching they in tune
pre_chorus
tryna make headways on a paycheque
man might have to go and hit that l!ck
man might have to go and shot that powder
mama did say there’d be days like this
mama told me f_ck all the opps
don’t allow them
keep a good watch on your mates, don’t shift
keep a steady block on the fake that surrounds you
stand on your own two kiddo, don’t slip
chorus
down, down we fall down
where the net? shoot for the hat trick
down, down we fall down
spray the booth like a gatling, fly like gatwick
down, down we fall down
where the net? shoot for the hat trick
down, down we fall down
down, down we fall down
bridge
back off from me when you step
10,000 hours in my head
stack that money get that bread
jus back off from me when you step
verse 2
charge to the next zone any minute
flex flow inhibitions let go when he spitting
echoes through the lineage
“could he be the kid?
well he better be getting going
can not get stalled in the sh_t”
the best don’t give in to the stress lean into it
check for your boy man collect steep dividends
send smoke? you can’t bun that cigarette
best in ya zone? you don’t run jack in the ends
the flavour exists in technique
actually trained in it incidentally
edge of the living and the dead, i’m in sync
and news just in they ain’t fit to test me
lift the chest lid, blessed every man that’s next me
tryna climb see where the mountain gets me
seeing my peak, will i step too gently?
know they really wanna see me down
they really wanna keep my crown
too deep for the crowds needing cheap
too exxy, gimme cash f_ck clout
accept man, i been beasting
no accidental, when i rap they mental go south
how he do that? wow
how he do it when he do that sound
no cap zed on a vibe profound
there’s no sliding now, straight hype in the final round
how funny now they piping down
pre_chorus
tryna make headways on a paycheque
man might have to go and hit that l!ck
man might have to go and shot that powder
mama did say there’d be days like this
mama told me f_ck all the opps
don’t allow them
keep a good watch on your mates, don’t shift
keep a steady block on the fake that surrounds you
stand on your own two kiddo, don’t slip
chorus
down, down we fall down
where the net? shoot for the hat trick
down, down we fall down
spray the booth like a gatling, fly like gatwick
down, down we fall down
where the net? shoot for the hat trick
down, down we fall down
down, down we fall down
bridge
back off from me when you step
10,000 hours in my head
stack that money get that bread
jus back off from me when you step
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