TheAntisocialChild - DownBad Fr Lyrics

The love be so fake but the hate be real getting attention out of hand like be for real

I'm not the person with the same mind just think it still
So don't be mad about my action when I'm cookin bills

A lot of y'all be stupid crackin' poppin' pills
Keep that 2017, sad shit outta here

Only thing I'm cookin' up is whippin' up my bills
So I suggest y'all lil' niggas time is a ticking still

Tik Tok, Tik Tok, Tik Tok

I ain't wastin' my time, not a lil' dime
These f*ck niggas think I'm messin' on their damn mind

Hate the fact when they askin' for the big price

Like the biggest presidential in the worldwide
When y'all motherf*ckers say y'all ain't gon keep it too quiet

I done lost respect for y'all niggas lil honest, stay true to self, my movement, I'm just saving out my pockets, yeah

Y'all gotta learn how you respect the business on the drill
The backdoor gang can't do nothin' like me for real

You only trust the close one like he's the one of one, watch out the nigga switch up like Jimmy Lalo

That why I keep myself low, off the net where I go, I told lil' folks to let em know, I'm busting
Out Rose Gold

Not no yellow piss with fake glissing shinin' bells, only the opps and the rats got rainbow on themselves

The fact you got my gold right on the wrist, you riding on my dick
Yeen plan nun or help, on my motivation shit, fakin' on that gangsta shit
It doesn't add up, but stack it up and be quiet about my accomplishments

Just cause I only want myself to get this money, shit
I just seen it in your eyes, you're not a part of it

I'm starting to drift away, it gets better and better
The pain in the hustle together, we in a different page

The love be so fake but the hate be real getting attention out of hand like be for real

I'm not the person with the same mind just think it still
So don't be mad about my action when I'm cookin bills

A lot of y'all be stupid crackin' poppin' pills
Keep that 2017, sad shit outta here

Only thing I'm cookin' up is whippin' up my bills
So I suggest y'all lil' niggas time is a ticking still

If y'all lil' bitches think I ain't got no
Chills, not a type of guy to spoil, nigga bitches bills

Oh. I'm sorry I really talk your lil' spills
Gotta handle sneaky business since you ain't made a deal

I'm the type of guy you wouldn't trust a nigga dime
You know the money comes from evil plans with people's mind

That's when the backdoor gang comin' in, freshen out
Lil' kids wanna be gang, they ain't gon' make it out

This that life music, if the drill wasn't here, I would've done gave it
Slept too much, got me stuck, my beats too crazy

Then your favorite rapper talkin' hella to a reckless

Glad I ain't, tattle telling everything Niggas gon' be jealous talkin' bout, I got everything
Talk to me before you fakin' all this shit, take it to the fame

And turn your ass to flames
I'm always strive and prosper, nigga