Down Bad (feat. Johnny Blaze) Video (MV)

I remember being broke I had my pockets stuck on empty
I had no food up on my plate, I was starving shit was deadly
I was Robbin for a dollar praying anyone would tempt me
Then I signed my first deal and started swerving in them Bently's
I was down bad, really fighting for my life
Mamma kicked me out the house daddy never got me right
I was sleeping in the whip steady gripping on the pipe
Hoping somebody come test me I really might just take they life
It's just Blaze and Deezy riding through the city aye
Hundred shots lil nigga come and get me aye
You ain't kill me lil nigga I feel like 50 aye
I'm just chilling I'ma play her like I'm Diddy aye
I'ma f*ck and give her back why you tripping aye
Oh you thought the Blade was lacking I had the 50 aye
These Gucci's ain't tied it got me tripping aye
F*ck it I been rolling quarters in a backwoods
Pour the lean in the sprite like a chemist
I'm smoking weed and popping beans I'm on a detox
The dope went good so I had to make it re-rock
If he run up on this Bently get his top hot
Now it's time for me to switch up on these niggas aye
The Glock was hot cuz I done popped me bout two niggas aye
I was broke but now I'm counting double figures aye
The Glock was hot cuz I done popped me bout two niggas aye
I remember being broke I had my pockets stuck on empty
I had no food up on my plate, I was starving shit was deadly
I was Robbin for a dollar praying anyone would tempt me
Then I signed my first deal and started swerving in them Bently's
I was down bad, really fighting for my life
Mamma kicked me out the house daddy never got me right
I was sleeping in the whip steady gripping on the pipe
Hoping somebody come test me I really might just take they life
It's Just me and Johnny Blaze up in the Bently
Swervin lane to lane pour that pint we getting jiggy
Fifty re-rock drops up in the sock we getting busy
And you know if Johnny riding he keep 50 in that glizzy
I got 2 phones, riding dirty in the whip the bitch a two tone
Ya bitch she naked in my phone like what's yo boo on
I might bend her over spend her like a coupon
Soon as we finish f*ckin take her right back to the group home
Like what's yo dude on bitch i'm grimy savage if you round me then don't move wrong
Give yo ass a tombstone, that's the mood I'm on
I feel like Tupac I might catch you on the roof and get my juice on
Aye, if you move wrong
I feel like Tupac I might catch you on the roof and get my juice on
Aye, if you move wrong
I feel like Tupac I might catch you on the roof and get my juice on
I remember being broke I had my pockets stuck on empty
I had no food up on my plate, I was starving shit was deadly
I was Robbin for a dollar praying anyone would tempt me
Then I signed my first deal and started swerving in them Bently's
I was down bad, really fighting for my life
Mamma kicked me out the house daddy never got me right
I was sleeping in the whip steady gripping on the pipe
Hoping somebody come test me I really might just take they life