Downfall

Hold on, yeah, yeah, nam’ tam’mat, yeah, yeah, yeah, aye
I keep thinkin’ I’m many men
I keep thinkin’ that I can do it
I keep thinkin’ I’m the sand man
I keep thinkin’ I’ma sink into it
Just keep pushin’, I know I can
Mini me steady sayin’, “I can’t do it”
Nigga said he might got soldiers hands
Put a nigga there, and tell ‘eem do it
Bet that nigga freeze up
Know that nigga freeze up
Okay, he had enough
Gotta get the re up
Gotta get some Bs up
‘Cause these niggas act tough
I’ma test my luck
Bet, I’ll test my luck
And these niggas ain’t rough
Know I gotta buck
Only takes a buck
‘Fore a nigga get puffed
Call me daddy like puffy
While I fuck you roughly
Babygirl, I know you love me, just sit here and lie, and tell me that you love me
Hypnotizin’ with the eyes they so lovely
Sippin’ on bubbly, baby, just fuck me
Tryna get to where your thighs are above me
Baby, untuck me, baby, just fuck me
Just once, or twice, or thrice, or more
I hear you snore, even through the creakin’ from the boards
I needed more, got too tired of hearin’ creakin’ from the boards
Let me reassure that I’m no longer hearin’ creakin’ from the boards
I’m up, now, can’t slow, down
I’m fat, now, I upped, pounds
I’m up, now, can’t slow, down
I’m fat, now, I upped, pounds
And-I keep thinkin’ I’m many men
I keep thinkin’ that I can do it
I keep thinkin’ I’m the sand man
I keep thinkin’ I’ma sink into it
Just keep pushin’, I know I can
Mini me steady sayin’, “I can’t do it”
Nigga said he might got soldiers hands
Put a nigga there, and tell ‘eem do it
Tell me why, you make it so hard for me to say, “Goodbye”
Maybe it’s the irony because you died, before I could ever tell yo’ ass, “Goodbye”
I wish I could fly, I think I might try
‘Cause then I could see you from beyond the sky
‘Cause frankly, I need you between you, and I
I couldn’t bare see your grave after you died, why?
Didn’t I answer your call, did I want you to fall?
You had your back against the wall, didn’t mean it at all, didn’t mean it at all
I’ma be on tvs with a call, I’ma get the vvs, what they call
Just peep, nigga, I’m finna ball
I’ma do me a haul on the ‘gram, so you can see how we ball
I’m mighty possessive, I’m mighty possessive, mighty aggressive
Somewhat depressive, some say, “Selective”, I say, “Directive”
I do whatever to make shit effective, see the objective, need to collect it
Stack up my pape’, and I need to invest it
You waitin’ for this hit, I see the next hit, I’ll feed your pockets because you neglect it
You were neglected, so you neglect ‘em
Calm down, I see your distress, baby, let go
You were neglected, so you neglect ‘em
Calm down, I see your distress, baby, let go
You were neglected, so you neglect ‘em
Calm down, I see your distress, baby, let go
Let go, let go, let go, yeah, let go, let go (Don’t fall down)