Mike Bandanna - NASA (Coming Down) Lyrics

Lyrics NASA (Coming Down) - Mike Bandanna




Coming down
Way too faded
Tryna stay above the ground yea
Round my city
They too quick to gun you down yeah
Got me swimming
Keep my head above the clouds ay
Coming down yeah
Coming down yea
Way too faded
Tryna stay above the ground Yeah
If I make it they too quick
To gun me down ay
Got me drowning
Keep my head above the clouds yeah
Coming down ay
Ay
Drink
To the brink
Never break
Till I break
Bloody nose
And a safe
Check the scars
In the face
Check the
Check the stats
And the raps
I'm a great
Or a king
Till I die
Take it all
To the grave
It's the
Show killer
The hope seller
I know I
Know better
But mo skrilla
Can only
Kill feelings
And grow cellars
Got no liver
Still I'm chilling
I'll die dreaming
Know my demons by the face
I never escape
Every day I fall from Grace
God made me this way
Still I'm focus got me dosing
I can't stay awake
So I repeat
It's hard to breathe
Breath breathe
Until I'm
Coming down
Way too faded
Tryna stay above the ground yea
Round my city
They too quick to gun you down yeah
Got me swimming
Keep my head above the clouds ay
coming down yeah
Coming down yea
Way too faded
Tryna stay above the ground Yeah
If I make it they too quick
To gun me down ay
Got me drowning
Keep my head above the clouds yeah
Coming down ay
Fall
Feeling the fall
Willing to put
An end
To my resolve
Try to recall
All of the greats
Or an escape
Till I can ball
If I don't die
Need a new high
All of my lows
Standing to tall
That's the new race
Speed up the pace
Fuck do you think
I can't esc Ed ape
So I beat the beat and bass
Until I'm bloody in the neck
Every line gone hit your chest
I could die without respect
How'd I make it out my city
I ain't make it out my head
Load the gun and cock it back
Take a shot for me
I bet it got me
Coming down
Tryna come up
5th of rum
I got 100 rounds
Call my brudda
He's a runner
We don't fuck around
So don't run up
Or get done up
That's my favorite sound
Watch us lay you down
Yeah yeah
Ay coming down
Tryna come up
5th of rum
I got 100 rounds
Call my brudda
He's a runner
We don't fuck around
So don't run up
Or get done up
That's my favorite sound
Watch us lay you down
Yeah yeah
Coming down
Way too faded
Tryna stay above the ground yea
Round my city
They too quick to gun you down yeah
Got me swimming
Keep my head above the clouds ay
Coming down yeah
Coming down yea
Way too faded
Tryna stay above the ground Yeah
If I make it they too quick
To gun me down ay
Got me drowning
Keep my head above the clouds yeah
Coming down ay



Writer(s): Logan Bell



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