Down Bad (feat. JID, Bas, J. Cole, EARTHGANG & Young Nudy)

Tell 'em, slime Yeah, I am the king of the E.A Get this - 'ewed like the DJ (Big slime) Yeah, I am the shit where we play We got the chalk where we play (Okay) Yeah, come through the city We gon' chop your - up just like some sushi (Yeah) '47, stick go stupid (Yeah) Draw the money out, all the way Okay, lil' dirty, nappy-headed East Atlanta Father said that I was a force .44, Hank Aaron chrome When I make it home, then get out the Porsche Let - cover FADER 'fore I have to fade a - at the FADER Fort It's tomato or tomato, either way, the boy the greatest Play it, I won't say it no more I was just f- up, I was just down, down bad I had to tighten the f- up, but I'm here for the crown Board of Education vs. Brown I was bored of education, left the town F- a résumé and f- a cap and gown F- a background check back 'round when I get the check That's now I was just f- up, I was just down, down bad I had to tighten the f- up But I'm here for the crown, crown (Oh, shit) I was just f- up, I was just down, down bad I had to tighten the f- up But I'm here for the crown, crown, crown, crown I was just f- up, I was just down, down bad Picked up the pad, picked up the slack Pick of the litter, don't litter no bag Bassy been pickin' up racks, raps come in clearer than Acuvue 2 When I'm back in the booth Got 'em hackin' a Shaq 'cause they lackin' the juice Droppin' the ball, they on Shaqtin' a Fool Activist drool out the side of their face We ain't jackin' it, we ain't dappin' them fools Get a napkin, you dudes is embarassin' Who going crazy like us? No comparison Dreamville like Marion Jones on the steroids Y'all - slow as a - high Y'all had a year, y'all had a year Y'all had a year, but you let it go by Yee I was just f- up, I was just down, down bad I had to tighten the f- up But I'm here for the crown, crown (Oh, shit) I was just f- up, I was just down, down bad I had to tighten the f- up But I'm here for the crown, crown, crown, crown Dreamville head honcho We came from nothin' just like the Big Bang Theory That poverty stains kept the pain buried And covered the shame with a dream We would have fortune and fame A mil' in the bank, chameleon paint turned cranberry Now little Jermaine got the same story As that boy out of St. Vincent-St. Mary: G.O.A.T All hail King Cole, first of his name, long may he reign The boy got the throne, but you know it ain't a game Ville -, I was born in the same Pressure cooker that's been known to Bust a lump of coal and make a diamond Two six, we enrolled in Reaganomics Crew sick, we the Golden State of rhyming, on God You could die today, so be hell to pay I'm a livin', breathin', schemin' testimony So don't test me, homie, put that in ya, homie Put a foot up that ass, you a steppin' stone All my - ain't gettin' no sleep All of my - be chasin' their dreams Oh, I'm a force of nature, I can't wait to date ya I was havin' problems 'til I had to break through All my tattoos for sure, they ain't never for show Might get tattoo'd on today, ya hoe get the dope Spend my time makin' love to your thoughts Gon' get in line, baby, - up your mind It's a brand new season, I'm a righteous heathen I take on the challenge and I leave it bleedin' I was down bad, now I'm even Steven And I'm leavin', leavin' every f-in' weekend (Oh) I was just f- up, I was just down, down bad I had to tighten the f- up But I'm here for the crown, crown (Oh, shit) I was just f- up, I was just down, down bad I had to tighten the f- up But I'm here for the crown, crown, crown, crown