Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Down Below, artist - Roddy Ricch. Album song Feed Tha Streets II, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 01.11.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Bird Vision Entertainment
Song language: English
Down Below |
A nigga came from the bottom, down below |
'Member them cold nights, I was sleepin' on the floor |
Always dreamed about the Forgiato feet, now they down below |
A nigga got so much money on me, I can’t count no more |
'Member I was in the project walls, couldn’t even get a loan |
Now these niggas got they hands out, if I ain’t give it, I’d be wrong |
'Member I was in the county jail none of these bitches wasn’t pickin' up the |
phone |
Now they bangin' my line, I ain’t got time no more |
A nigga started from the bottom, now I’m livin' |
Early morning, uncle whippin' in the kitchen |
Some people said I couldn’t do it and then I did it |
Look at my bank account, I’m runnin' up the digits |
I ain’t into all that «Doin'-that-facade» shit |
I walk it, I talk it, I live it |
Come to the bird house, look at the garage, nigga |
My Bentley coupe got a couple pigeons |
I was down on my ass, had to go a new direction |
Bought mom a Gucci purse, gave her 10 racks, told her you ain’t gotta stress it |
It ain’t even an emergency and a nigga 'bout to pull up in a 911 |
Just to feed my dawgs, I told God it’s a blessin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) |
A nigga came from the bottom, down below |
'Member them cold nights, I was sleepin' on the floor |
Always dreamed about the Forgiato feet, now they down below |
A nigga got so much money on me, I can’t count no more |
Down below, down below |
Down below, down below-ow-ow-ow |
Down below, down below |
Down below, down below-ow-ow-ow, yeah yeah |
Roddy Ricch, yeah, I never took the safe route |
Nigga came from the bottom, I had to make it out |
I was trappin' in the box, I had to break out |
Hurt my soul when the feds kicked down the vacant house |
Black truck on the corner, they had a stakeout |
Seen a dopeboy pullin' out a Wraith out |
Had to get up out the hood to the lake house |
The head chef 'bout to bring my steak out |
I was pourin' up the liters, swipin' them Visas |
They think a nigga Rondo 'cause I always kept a Nina |
Now my jewelry wetter than Aquafina, quick trip to Catalina |
White bitch bad as Selena, fuck her, then a nigga gotta leave |
I just wanna shine like the Wraith roof stars 'cause a nigga been down so long |
Ain’t nobody see, bird vision, dawg, got it all on our own |
'Member them nights I was trappin', I was trappin' all night long |
Now I keep a shooter on the right, just in case a nigga try to do me wrong |
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) |
A nigga came from the bottom, down below (Down below) |
'Member them cold nights, I was sleepin' on the floor (Sleepin' on the floor, |
yeah) |
Always dreamed about the Forgiato feet, now they down below |
A nigga got so much money on me, I can’t count no more |
Down below (Down below), down below (Yeah, yeah) |
Down below, down below-ow-ow-ow (Woah, oh, oh) |
Down below, down below (Woah, oh, oh, oh) |
Down below, down below-ow-ow-ow, yeah, yeah |
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah |
Scott, you lit this bitch up, nigga |
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah |
Yeah yeah, down below |
Down below, down below, down below |
Down below, down below, oh, oh |