Testo Down And Out - 8Ball
Testo della canzone Down And Out (8Ball), tratta dall'album Lost: Chopped & Screwed
Life's a funny thing
We all wanna shine like diamond rings
Live like kings and achieve childhood dreams
Lord be my witness when I say we all need you
'Cause where I'm living ain't nothing but hustling gon' feed you
Many say the negativity shouldn't be glorified
Eyes wide when they realize a nigga live and die
The shit I speak, but don't nobody give a damn
Niggas hung up on what I got and who I am
Save me from this evilness that made me
Ain't nothing shaking if you ain't talking 'bout paying me
The root to all evil don't seem bad
When dreams of having it is all I ever had
Nobody wants you when you're down and out
Can't find no one
He blessed me, oh yeah, you could say that
A southern cat putting Tennessee on the map
With rap, hip-hop, until they pop me and my heart stop
Thinking 'bout the things I did to get me where I got
And where I came from, ain't nothing easy about it
I got 'bout it and got the fuck up out it
Crab ass niggas wanna see me broke
Because I'm flipping like a kingpin selling legal dope
Quote what I wrote, getting smoked with your guys
Hoping I demise, I can see it in your eyes
The same nigga trying to smoke a sack with me
Be the same bitch talking 'bout jacking me
That's when Ricardo call the killers and they always ready
Nightmares for your fam 'bout them bullets in your belly
Image is everything and skill is twice that
And don't nobody want you when your ass is broke flat
Nobody wants you when you're down and out
Can't find no one
No one to turn to when your luck is out
(Who you gonna turn to?)
Get out (No one)
No one (Who you gonna turn to?)
Oh
These streets can be so mean to men
Crack and guns take dreams from men
In the blink of an eye, go from destitute to rich
And watch how many people start riding your dick
Oh you the man when you flipping through the town on chrome
But who gon' really be your nigga when that bullshit gone?
Uh, you think it's funny but ain't nobody laughing but you
When I done seen what a broke ass nigga will do
Jack, sell crack to get they life on track
Some say I glorify but all I do is tell the facts
I done seen garbage sacks full of hundred stacks
Rich cats lose it all fucking with pea packs
People say make the money change things around you
And not you, but that's some hard shit to do
Remember this when you're hustling and have doubts
Nobody wants you when a nigga ass out
Nobody wants you when you're down and out
Can't find no one
No one to turn to when your luck is out
(Who you gonna turn to?)
Get out (No one)
No one (Who you gonna turn to?)
Oh
Nobody wants you when you're down and out
Can't find no one
No one to turn to when your luck is out
(Who you gonna turn to?)
Get out (No one)
No one (Who you gonna turn to?)
Oh
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Writer(s): Premro Smith, Tristian Jones, Rodney Ellis
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