Stay Down (feat. Bryson Tiller)

You say I ain't treat you right

Huh

But still, so go on, tell me why

Why you upset?

Why you frownin'?

Why you frownin'?

Why you down? And

**** wilin'

No, don't waste time and

Play ya like violin

I had to dial in (Phone up)

Yeah, I had to dial in

You was the angel that got assigned him

You had to change him, had to remind him

Love was a danger, right then I chimed in

Why even try him? You ain't on the side of him

And if it's not him, I guess it's mine then

I played the side then, guess I'm the main now

Got a man, boy, go run and play games now

I know it's strange how you get the praise now

You get to claim now things been so much different since I came 'round

She say "Damn, life's been trippin' like the Greyhound"

Call me soon as the plane down

When you saw me, smiles on your face now

Till your jaws weak, ain't nobody else, it's all me

Since you met me, it was all me, for real (Real)

To the mornin', to the evenin'

Give you real love when you need it

If he was decent, wait till you see this

I bet I'll to love you more than he can

To the mornin', to the evenin'

I give you real love when you need it

And if he was decent, wait till you see this

I bet I'll to love you more than he can

Wake up, break up, make up, play, fuck, lay up

No sleep, no sex, say "Let's get dressed", then trade up

Two cribs, revolvin' doors, a.m., p.m.

I'm in, I'm out, she's stressed, she saw a DM

And I'm still not a playa, but you still a hater

Elevator to the top, ha, see you later

I'm gone, new AP, pimped-out piece

In-house cheeks, Z4, pimped-out seats

Penthouse suite, lease with a option to buy

Coppin' the 5-0 Benz for when I'm not in the sky

Puffin' the loud, sippin' on that Clicquot

Up in the Benzito, with this freak hoe

Drippin' like I'm G Perico

I ain't a playa, but I crush a lot

When I'm inside, her designer eyeliner turn to tears when I touch the spot

Throw up the deuce, I'ma about gettin' loot

And I knock them boots on that Roosevelt roof

Don't wanna be a playa no more (I'm not a playa, I just crush a lot)

Game and Tiller lit and still got what you lookin' for

Stay down, stay down, stay down

To the mornin', to the evenin'

Give you real love when you need it

If he was decent, wait till you see this

I bet I'll to love you more than he can

To the mornin', to the evenin'

I give you real love when you need it

If he was decent, wait till you see this

I bet I'll to love you more than he can

Don't wanna be a playa no more

Game and Tiller lit and still got what you lookin' for

Stay down, stay down, stay down

Don't wanna be a playa no more

Game and Tiller lit and still got what you lookin' for

Stay down, stay down, stay down

Stay down, stay down, stay down

Stay down, stay down, stay down