Lyrics Down & Up - B-Jay Banks

J. Rob got all the answers, bow
B-Jay Banks nigga

Now let me tell you how this whole thing go these days
I hope these days you really 'bout a check
I'm nothing like the rest
I can see it in your eyes, you a bitch in a dress
It's nothing like getting you niggas pissed 'cause you next
And a lot of y'all talk, but ain't did shit, a vet
When i'm looking in the mirror, that's all I see
A motherfucking brick layer, that's all I be
I got a brain and a glock, man that's all I need to go get it (go get it)
Touch down I done ran up
I came to terms with the fact that these niggas probably never ever really understand us
So I stay focused and keep running my bands up
You talk to the lord when you're told to put your hands up
I talk to the lord 'cause I'm still able to stand up, hmph
But at the same time, if you try to play with mine
Don't think I ain't from the frontline, I'ma man up
I had enough of all this fuck shit in the city, a lot of niggas in the way
Man that's how I feel
All you supporting is whatever sound like Atlanta
Then got the nerve to try to tell me to keep it real
I still rap about my everyday life nigga, but now I ain't gpt to talk about who in the field
I pull up, but I cant stay long bruh, I got a meeting, got to close out another deal

How can I not get the money, my name on it
I've been down and up, and up and down again
I know I'ma make it, I'd bet the whole bank on it, up and down and up, man I'm just trying to win

Shit, if I was you, I'd be focused on investing bread in some property
Probably watching me constantly
Honestly, I know this obviously hurting your heart, nigga pardon me
Who pressed the button that started me
You won't find you an artist as hard as me
You ain't even my shorty, no arguing
I'm just here to give my targeted audience
One of the best tapes they done heard
This is me in every noun and verb
This is really how it feel to be real, this that flow that helped me get off the curb
I seen it all nigga fuck what you heard
I came up out it a motherfucking soldier
He want gas, tell him holler at fool, that's my woardy like the motherfuckin 'Nolia
Serve him, cop it, cop it, serve it, keep my numbers low and no they can not get no lower
Same nigga walking 'round the hood everyday, look like he got a chip on his shoulder

How can I not get the money, my name on it
I've been down and up, and up and down again
I know I'ma make it, I'd bet the whole bank on it, up and down and up, man I'm just trying to win
Failure been haunting my every thought, my every thought
Failure been haunting my every thought, my every thought
How can I not get the money, my name on it
I've been down and up, and up and down again
I know I'ma make it, I'd bet the whole bank on it, up and down and up, man I'm just trying to win
Failure been haunting my every thought, my every thought
Failure been haunting my every thought, my every thought