Let Me Down (feat. 42 Dugg)

Motherfuckers just take my kindness for weakness, you know, just

'Cause of the love I have

Bitches' love I have

And now, even my homies

I'll cut a **** off quick, though, say fuck off forever (Jordan produced it)

(Run it back, Playboi)

Forgive me for them pictures, I don't even know ****

Sittin' with somethin' strapped, huggin' on somethin' bad

Fuckin' on somethin' colder and still droppin' the five

**** flashin' they last, meanwhile, I'm in my bag

Twelve see them, he'll spazz, I'm just happy 'cause home

Fuck it, let's Cartier, I need him with me on the road

BM still be playin' 'cause BM still a fan

'Ventador five hundred bands, I wonder if it come in tan

Right now I'm with yeah, a fan favorite

Phil Collins in the 'Rari, in the Lam', I'm playin' Baby

Cold bitch sayin', "Take me," the bros, most of 'em hate me

The bros, most of 'em—

**** let me down

All this for a chain, shit'll never be the same, what happened to me and gang, gang?

Where the love at now?

I'm robbin' dude when I see him, **** cap, I don't believe 'em, me either

Picture that, if I send a text, somebody gettin' stretched

Picture that, I might send attachment, bitch get her pussy wet

Spin again, then again, fuck them ****, we made it

I don't let shit slide, quit talkin' crazy

Well done from capers, caught beef from Lous

Tenth grade, I'm thankfully in this bitch with the tool

Play with me, watch the news

A young man was killed tonight

For fuckin' with another young man who wasn't playin'

At all, with no **** (****)

Give me the bitch, psych, give me the switch

Please give me some top, I'm tired of havin' hit

LT in the drop, I'm racin' **** for life

Stomach hurtin' from leanin', I'm only racing the pints

Stink white as the stripes, yeah, ****, I see you

Nickel on me, I'm brandishin', blowin' it like it's legal

**** let me down

All this for a chain, shit'll never be the same, what happened to me and gang, gang?

Where the love at now?

We them ****, you know it

Dior Timbs, it's snowin'

I catch her, you know she goin'

Ain't see me, you hear the motor

I'm high, but I'm stayin' focused

Pockets loaded, it's on me

Don't stop at lights, know you blowin'

For half a dub, they on you

Buy half a ticket, I'm flexin'

A quarter milli' from taxes

She in the way, she naked

They let me down, it was over

I put my pain in the soda

Took my time and spit colder

Benzes, Trackys, and Rovers

I cried to never put my oldest

Montana, they pay a dollar

My BM givin' me hell, I'm steady countin' up commas

These bitches know what it is, I left enough in erotic

I'm baggin' it for a thrill, I put my hands in the powder

They laughin', thought it was sweet, I pull up, these **** sour

Man, look at they faces

Catchin' bags, free the real **** catchin' cases

Name ringin' bells, quiet in investigation

Double cup love, havin' label conversations

Millionaires now, but we snatch it out the mud

See me turnin' up, say she wanna keep the baby

Mops in the foreign, why the fuck you think it's Navy?

Started every wave, why the fuck you think it's Wavy?

**** let me down

All this for a chain, shit'll never be the same, what happened to me and gang, gang?

Where the love at now?

I'm robbin' dude when I see him, **** cap, I don't believe 'em, me either

Picture that