Lyrics Ten Toes Down - Jackboy

Ten Toes Down

I really had to struggle, I had to come up out the gutter
I had to play the hand I’m dealt, I ain’t get another shuffle
Not the type to tussle, I’ll shoot my own mans
If it get to that point then he wasn’t a real friend
I’ma let it blam, I ain’t never been a bitch
I ain’t give a damn ever since I was a jit
I didn’t care then and I don’t care now
I don’t fear no man, bitch, I’m ten toes down
I don’t fear nobody, that’s on my soul
I smoke exotic, yeah, the opps get rolled
Got a dirty pole, posted up on his block
Soon as he come out, that boy get shot
I done came up out of jail and went straight to the top
I ain’t do no playing, I got straight to the guap
Suck this dick, my favorite words to a thot
You ain’t getting my love, you left when I was in the box
You ain’t getting my trust, I barely trust myself
I can’t say what I will and I will not do
I can’t promise you that I will not shoot
I’m well known around the way for letting this bitch loose
I’m well known around the way for letting this bitch go
I’ma keep me a gun, I don’t care about parole
Bitch, I’m really gon' shoot, I’m not toting it for show
Thinking that it’s sweet, he ended up on the floor
I really had to struggle, I had to come up out the gutter
I had to play the hand I’m dealt, I ain’t get another shuffle
Not the type to tussle, I’ll shoot my own mans
If it get to that point then he wasn’t a real friend
I’ma let it blam, I ain’t never been a bitch
I ain’t give a damn ever since I was a jit
I didn’t care then and I don’t care now
I don’t fear no man, bitch, I’m ten toes down
I don’t fear no man, bitch, I got a big gun
Came up out the gutter, I get love from the slums
I got niggas getting mad 'cause I get love from they hoes
I ain’t doing too much, she still gon' come up out here clothes
I ain’t doing too much, nigga gotta stay focused
I ain’t chasing no bitch 'cause these hoes be bogus
Gotta look out for my niggas 'cause they got real love
I ain’t worried about y’all niggas, I be with the real thugs
Nigga get a play he come fucking with me
I’ma pop him like a pill, put his ass right to sleep
I just took a trip, she wanna fly with a Z
I just took a trip and made her fly back with Peezy
Hustle all I know, I ain’t tryna go back broke
Only blue hundreds, bitches thinking that I’m Loc
All these blue hundreds, she thinking I’m a Crip
All of this sauce, got her eating up the drip
I really had to struggle, I had to come up out the gutter
I had to play the hand I’m dealt, I ain’t get another shuffle
Not the type to tussle, I’ll shoot my own mans
If it get to that point then he wasn’t a real friend
I’ma let it blam, I ain’t never been a bitch
I ain’t give a damn ever since I was a jit
I didn’t care then and I don’t care now
I don’t fear no man, bitch, I’m ten toes down