Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Let Me Down, artist - Babyface Ray. Date of issue: 19.05.2022
Song language: English
Let Me Down |
| Motherfuckers just take my kindness for weakness, you know, just |
| 'Cause of the love I have |
| Bitches' love I have |
| And now, even my homies |
| I’ll cut a nigga off quick, though, say fuck off forever (Jordan produced it) |
| (Run it back, Playboi) |
| Forgive me for them pictures, I don’t even know niggas |
| Sittin' with somethin' strapped, huggin' on somethin' bad |
| Fuckin' on somethin' colder and still droppin' the 5 |
| Niggas flashin' they last, meanwhile, I’m in my bag |
| 12 see them, he’ll spazz, I’m just happy cause home |
| Fuck it, let’s Cartier, I need him with me on the road |
| BM still be playin' 'cause BM still a fan |
| 'Ventador five hundred bands, I wonder if it come in tan |
| Right now I’m with yeah, a fan favorite |
| Phil Collins in the 'Rari, in the Lam', I’m playin' Baby |
| Cold bitch sayin', «Take me,"the bros, most of 'em hate me |
| The bros, most of 'em- |
| Niggas let me down |
| All this for a chain, shit’ll never be the same, what happened to me and gang, |
| gang? |
| Where them hoes at now? |
| I’m robbin' dude when I see him, niggas cap, I don’t believe 'em, me either |
| Picture that, if I send a text, somebody gettin' stretched |
| Picture that, I might send attachment, bitch get her pussy wet |
| Spin again, then again, fuck them niggas, we made it |
| I don’t let shit slide, quit talkin' crazy |
| Well done from capers, caught beef from Lous |
| Tenth grade, I’m thankfully in this bitch with the tool |
| Play with me, watch the news |
| A young man was killed tonight |
| For fuckin' with another young man who wasn’t playin' |
| At all, with no nigga (Nigga) |
| Give me the bitch, psych, give me the switch |
| Please give me some top, I’m tired of havin' hit |
| LT in the drop, I’m racin' niggas for life |
| Stomach hurtin' from leanin', I’m only racing the pints |
| Stink white as the stripes, yeah, nigga, I see you |
| Nickel on me, I’m brandishin', blowin' it like it’s legal |
| Niggas let me down |
| All this for a chain, shit’ll never be the same, what happened to me and gang, |
| gang? |
| Where them hoes at now? |
| We them niggas, you know it |
| Dior Timbs, it’s snowin' |
| I catch her, you know she goin' |
| Ain’t see me, you hear the motor |
| I’m high, but I’m stayin' focused |
| Pockets loaded, it’s on me |
| Don’t stop at lights, know you blowin' |
| For half a dub, they on you |
| Buy half a ticket, I’m flexin' |
| A quarter milli' from taxes |
| She in the way, she naked |
| They let me down, it was over |
| I put my pain in the soda |
| Took my time and spit colder |
| Benzes, Trackys, and Rovers |
| I cried to never put my oldest |
| Montana, they pay a dollar |
| My BM givin' me hell, I’m steady countin' up commas |
| These bitches know what it is, I left enough in Erotic |
| I’m baggin' it for a thrill, I put my hands in the powder |
| They laughin', thought it was sweet, I pull up, these niggas sour |
| Man, look at they faces |
| Catchin' bags, free the real niggas catchin' cases |
| Name ringin' bells, quiet in investigation |
| Double cup love, havin' label conversations |
| Millionaires now, but we snatch it out the mud |
| See me turnin' up, say she wanna keep the baby |
| Mops in the foreign, why the fuck you think it’s Navy? |
| Started every wave, why the fuck you think it’s Wavy? |
| Niggas let me down |
| All this for a chain, shit’ll never be the same, what happened to me and gang, |
| gang? |
| Where them hoes at now? |
| I’m robbin' dude when I see him, niggas cap, I don’t believe 'em, me either |
| Picture that |