When It Goes Down Lyrics

Let me cash out a dub in all 20s

I was pushing Beamers now I'm steady pushing Bentley's

Gotta call my crew they ain't friendly

Know I'm making change cause I been stacking up the pennies

You can get lit

Not talking club lights

You ain't gon do shit

You ain't got no might

Eye sore

Fuck outta my sight

Just send the money in I'm finna do right

I ain't Picasso but you know I'm painting pics

Running like a rabbit I don't do the trix

Tap him on his shoulder then get out the mix

Had to kick him out the clan cause he a bad fit

I don't dance I'm still sturdy and that's verified

I make my own way to money that's no denying

You still leaning off that lazy I'm a sober guy

I'm never taken off my path while they evil eye

I might show my fangs

I never show my hand

Before I was broke but let's go band for band

Matter fact fuck that shit I got bigger plans

Keep a stick on my hip turn you to sand

I was a good guy guess that I'm a bad man

It's getting hot in here I'm turning off the fans

Imma start punching and they all gon land

I already did it but I know you can't

Don't be mad at your mans cause he fessin up

He ain't tune in to the music he ain't lesson up

If you don't got no structure better get you some

It's bout to be your time imma mess you up

People kept their distance whether from respect or fear

I don't know either way I was alone

Let me cash out a dub in all 20s

I was pushing Beamers now I'm steady pushing Bentley's

Gotta call my crew they ain't friendly

Know I'm making change cause I been stacking up the pennies

You can get lit

Not talking club lights

You ain't gon do shit

You ain't got no might

Eye sore

Fuck outta my sight

Just send the money in I'm finna do right

I ain't Picasso but you know I'm painting pics

Running like a rabbit I don't do the trix

Tap him on his shoulder then get out the mix

Had to kick him out the clan cause he a bad fit

I don't dance I'm still sturdy and that's verified

I make my own way to money that's no denying

You still leaning off that lazy I'm a sober guy

I'm never taken off my path while they evil eye

I might show my fangs

I never show my hand

Before I was broke but let's go band for band

Matter fact fuck that shit I got bigger plans

Keep a stick on my hip turn you to sand

I was a good guy guess that I'm a bad man

It's getting hot in here I'm turning off the fans

Imma start punching and they all gon land

I already did it but I know you can't

Don't be mad at your mans cause he fessin up

He ain't tune in to the music he ain't lesson up

If you don't got no structure better get you some

It's bout to be your time imma mess you up

The beast had drained me broken my powers

Felt like the end

Almost wish it was