Lyrics Down Below ‼️ #NYC #TheBronx #Harlem #WhoGotBars #AllGloryToTheMostHigh 🙏🏼 No idea what to do Need a stable job But it’s music I pursue If a day go & I don’t do Act crazy, caged in the zoo I ruin everything n’ that word too So I get high never off the bamboo Big like the ocean n’ the sand too Feel washed up feelin like shampoo Little wet in condition Don’t feel well i.e. definition Barely pray and I say I’m a Christian & I’m overwhelmed Stressed like hell Get little angry, do a little yell If my pain was a product I would sell Old me used to fake it shake it off Have to get it off my chest like a bad cough Advil won’t do nor Tylenol I’m out of bounds like a foul ball It’s black and white like a bad call Move like I’m MJ cause I’m off the wall In the sky like departures Feeling down feeling out that’s for starters Don’t wanna act or seem somber Play it off dance it out do the samba Party n’ Sing like my name is Donna Start a business like my name Rihanna Rock drip Dolce & Gabbana Fly to Hawaii like mañana Love like Romeo & do bachata Ain’t no debate who’s hotter Earth is heating up litter all in the gutter Fore you go and rap about what don’t matter Think about your words n’ how they go splatter Need more views then get u latter Mixing up the drama like all in a batter Yeah I’m the one to talk chit with the chatter But time is now, we gotta change Lead by example, I don’t mean to ramble Ain’t no simulation, ain’t no game Gotta take account, we the one to blame So if you gone rap go rap Act like Mickey D’s cut it out it’s a wrap Bigger fish to fry put the beef in the back Oils getting hot so you pop you attack Don’t matter if it’s Jack or it’s Jill Showing ignorance ain’t a flex ain’t a skill Gotta spread the truth on hundred on a stack Track the field and go run it back Hold down it like a metal latch Fresh to the craft out the batch Out the oven hot potato catch Doubt the love ain’t no even match Venus up ain’t no even match Universe so I only get one to rap Taking big leaps like I’m 8’6 If it’s not in line gotta 86 Ima keep the stones cause I hate sticks Words are formed to use when you got flicks Caption that when you got the flicks Rocking drip like you hit licks Got the dogs mad like they got ticks Over top got a flare for dramatics Was on the bottom with the rocks now I got kicks Lesson learned At a crossroads should’ve made a u-turn Ushered in my problems and I let it burn So I smoke green I ain’t talking bout a fern Anything that’s not mine ain’t my concern Anything I don’t find ain’t mine to seek Tryna get fly with the wings and a beak Soar through air with my tears as they leak At least I’ll be sad in the sky Feeling free is the way to ride I need myself, me and I All we need is us, we and God@