Lyrics Down to Earth - Iamsu!

Take it down, take it down, take it down
Or bring it back up

Plant twist
Hipster girls get vanquished
Eatin rappers, treatin labels like banquettes
Ready to dominate, homie I'm anxious
Bring it back down to earth with me
Recognizing your certainty
Of a career in music but I still handle it perfectly
Reflecting the greats, deflecting the hate
Accepting the challenge, I spit in they face
I reiterate, the lessons that I was taught
As a youth, respect me like the truth
Smoking fruit, giving way close the booth
Keep the money online
Being broke don't come true with me
I'm in love with yo mind
Never tried to be true with me
Too busy writing rhymes, rather spend time producing beats
I'm makin this money, don't try to take it from me
All this, hell on earth, know exactly what I'm worth
Keep it real with my homies until im under the dirt
Say the hoes ain't my business, I leave that there for the church
Lookin for the real, you couldn't just search
Cause me and my gang finna bring it back down to earth

All I need is the high hat and a kick
Niggas salty in they spirit, top ramen and shit
I set a goal in minus ten years, accomplishing it
I'm tired of hearin' bout my niggas dying and shit
I'm tryna get rich, I need it like vaginas need dick
It's serious shit, this asshole's serious shit
We say the harder the crime the more time that you get
But I just see my city hurtin, close my eyes and just spit
Get a new form like the whole verse on the plane flight
Chain bright, want it, bet I could get it the same night
Game tight, I ain't doing your work
It's about time I showed these niggas what hard work is

You see I like to have my cake and I eat it too
Electric field, can I get a little Pikachu?
A bit poppy, seed of a monster
Mantra hesitate, they'll love you like tantra
Cost a thing and I bling til yo eyes close
And my eyes low, smoking on God-knows
What did you say my nigga?
Knowing that your souvenir
And I'm dealin it, promise that I'm real in it
Your boy is in the building like a blueprint
HBK, we open windows til the roof bent
Tryna dodge lucifer in a coupe that purrs
Bubble up in a swinger that's there in my cup

Sick of these hatin niggas stealin my flows
Either you with me or against me and I'm killin my foes
I'm stealin my clothes hittin it
Look at who's spittin
I mean the girl you kickin with is feelin my bros
I wanna sit back, kick back, maybe we could chit chat
Tryna do a homegirl, we already hit that
Like a verb I'll show you what it do
I'm a do it just to show you you could it too

20 years in the booth, my homies laced up like tennis shoes
Part my ways from Toyotas to Bentley coupes
Homies say I got the juice
Confidence boost up through the roof
Tell me what's the use
Use my juice to inspire youth

I'm fuckin with girls with insecurities
And they all love Beyonce, they love to parody
And it's kinda hard to be sucka free with double D's
But I still love her as we feel rubbers
And uh I think I'm high, I might be not
Floral prints, Nike socks
Wavy hair, windy locks,
Chandelier, diamond glock
Take me there, sunny shaded
Get me faded like the watch
That's probably a shame, gas on tank
Wear a gank, shot came, block this pink
Pink slash wound, took a couple for yo look book
I'm a good crook, saw it and ain't good look
Never apologize, that's the bitch talkin in you
Me and my niggas ride on the sick instrumental
Getin chipped accidental, put curtains around the windows
When all of my niggas assemble we murder that shit
Bring it back down to earth

Take it down, take it down
Take it down
Bring it back down to earth