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SCARED 2 LOOK DOWN letra


I got it jumping like water, Prada boots hit the rain
Baby, don't you spill all this shit, it's contagious
Slide through, then I dip, all these chips on my brain
Plotting in my den on my hip like a pager
Going through my phases, I been changing for the greater
Three, four, five M's later
We had a meeting in the kitchen 'bout some chicken and some gravy
Then I'm right back on the road, although it pains me to leave

Baby, what you working on? I been working hard
Nigga talking 'bout me bad, I done heard it all
Fucking her and her and him, fucking on your mama
Running from the law, Rashad
Gotta free my mind sometimes, I wan' get high, but I don't, where my water?
When I feel like I can't breathe, I grab my blunt, that's my flaw
I been smoking to the Isleys all night long in my car
I was tripping, I got so drunk, I called my mama
Man, she said I had a death wish fucking with that raw
Then I quit like the eighth time, could've broke down, but I didn't
Kept it old school, you can fall off or get rich
Get my roll on, then I see blue lights in the mirror
I'm ducking the task force
Smoking and rolling up in my rocket ship
Y'all niggas ain't never seen nothin' like this
'Bout sixteen carats, I been cutting my wrist
All the internet hating, give a fuck 'bout that
I been outside tryna do baseball numbers
Got my mama pulling up in a bright blue Beamer
I ain't fuck with y'all niggas back in high school neither

I got it jumping like water, Prada boots hit the rain
Baby, don't you spill all this shit, it's contagious
Slide through, then I dip, all these chips on my brain
Plotting in my den on my hip like a pager
Going through my phases, I been changing for the greater
Three, four, five M's later
We had a meeting in the kitchen 'bout some chicken and some gravy
Then I'm right back on the road, although it pains me to leave

I know them niggas wish I would drown when that turbo pushed off
Got marble all the way up at the top 'cause I'm too scared to look down
It's so pretty outside, but I got money on my mind still
Them niggas ain't no threat, but I got my eyes peeled off
This rap game ain't just a game of dice if you do it like
Where I'm from, get your paper right, you might make it out
Skipping school, tryna ease my mind, tighten up my rhymes
Did so good, they wanna end my life, but I can't ever die
Chevrolet Rashad got all these eyes on me, but never mind 'em
Living life and improvising, make a left, then make a right
Late at night, hit the freeway wide, it got me hypnotized
I had a dream I filled up my garage with several different kind
I pray for peace, but always seem to chase the root of evil, right?
How am I supposed to check my conscious when I'm in the fye?
Shit to spend, I like how you bend and when you spin around (ayy)

I got it jumping like water, Prada boots hit the rain
Baby, don't you spill all this shit, it's contagious
Slide through, then I dip, all these chips on my brain
Plotting in my den on my hip like a pager
Going through my phases, I been changing for the greater
Three, four, five M's later
We had a meeting in the kitchen 'bout some chicken and some gravy
Then I'm right back on the road, although it pains me to leave

Isaiah Rashad - Letras

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