paroles de chanson Downfall - Lil Durk , Lil Baby , Young Dolph
You
my
downfall,
I
hope
you
know
that
shit
I
can′t
be
around
y'all,
′cause
I
can't
show
you
this
You
gon'
do
what
you
gotta
do
to
sell
that
dog
food
And
if
you
got
a
good
bitch,
you
gotta
send
her
to
law
school
′Cause
you
might
need
her,
tell
the
feds
leave
my
niggas
alone
(Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
You
my
nigga,
you
my
dog,
you
my
dog
fa′sho
(Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
Yeah,
you
my
nigga,
and
you
right
here
for
long
You
my
nigga,
you
my,
you
my
nigga
(Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
You
my
nigga,
that's
a
fact,
and
you
can′t
lie
to
me
(Ayy,
woah)
What
I
get
paid
on
that
block,
that's
like
your
salary
(Uh,
woah)
Mandatory
rules
to
the
trenches,
keep
your
gun
on
you
′Fore
the
money
even
be
involved,
they
be
one
hundred
Fuckin'
all
these
hoes
state
to
state,
I
ain′t
see
love
comin'
Slow
down
on
that
viagra,
push
from
it,
uh
Not
what
you
do,
just
how
you
do
it
Ain't
what
you
say,
it′s
how
you
say
it
You
can
think
about
the
money
But
it′s
how
you
gonna
chase
it
They
freed
a
couple
killers,
now
they
city
goin'
up
And
you
only
call
me
when
you
see
me
pourin′
up
And
you
snuck
n'
told,
you
don′t
know
if
we
know
or
not
And
you
brought
me
drinks,
only
time
you
threw
a
shot
(Wow)
My
other
homie
told
my
other
homie
That
my
other
homie
other
homie
tryna
kill
him
That's
why
I
only
fuck
with
a
couple
niggas
Get
out
this
dope
game,
get
a
couple
figures
Make
my
bitch
cum
and
then
I′m
cummin'
with
her
Real
niggas
only,
ain't
no
competition
We
dropped
Bloodas,
now
they
sayin′
"Bloodas"
If
I
don′t
know
nothin',
I
know
our
fans
love
us
I
learn
through
rappin′,
get
some
bands
from
it
You
be
around
the
fake,
but
I'll
stand
from
it
You
my
downfall,
I
hope
you
know
that
shit
I
can′t
be
around
y'all,
′cause
I
can't
show
you
this
You
gon'
do
what
you
gotta
do
to
sell
that
dog
food
And
if
you
got
a
good
bitch,
you
gotta
send
her
to
law
school
′Cause
you
might
need
her,
tell
the
feds
leave
my
niggas
alone
(Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
You
my
nigga,
you
my
dog,
you
my
dog
fa′sho
(Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
Yeah,
you
my
nigga,
and
you
right
here
for
long
You
my
nigga,
you
my,
you
my
nigga
(Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
Don't
even
fix
your
mouth
to
tell
me
that
you
loyal
(Keep
that)
They
only
reason
I
spare
you
is
because
I
love
you
(I
swear)
A
whole
lot
of
choppers,
couple
Jewish
lawyers
(Yeah)
Straight
dope
boy
(Yeah),
Richard
Porter
(Trap)
Took
a
lot
of
losses
fuckin′
with
you
nigga
(Trap)
Seen
a
lot
of
crosses
fuckin'
with
you
nigga
(Damn)
Yeah,
we
did
dirt
(Yeah),
yeah,
I
front
you
work
(Yeah)
Plugged
on
the
syrup
(Yeah),
but
that
shit
was
curse
(Shit!)
You
like
to
get
high,
I
like
to
get
paid
(Okay)
I
been
on
some
hustlin′
shit
since
6th
grade
(Ayy,
who
dat?)
I'm
the
one
your
mom
and
daddy
told
you
stay
away
from
But
I′m
the
one
who
that
told
you
fuck
them
hoes
Let's
get
this
paper
Count
a
million,
smoke
a
nigga
at
the
same
time
(Hey)
Rich
nigga,
me
and
you
ain't
on
the
same
time
(it′s
Dolph)
On
the
stage
or
in
the
trap,
I′m
the
same
nigga
(it's
Dolph)
You
ain′t
ever
elevated,
just
the
same
nigga
You
my
downfall,
I
hope
you
know
that
shit
I
can't
be
around
y′all,
'cause
I
can′t
show
you
this
You
gon'
do
what
you
gotta
do
to
sell
that
dog
food
And
if
you
got
a
good
bitch,
you
gotta
send
her
to
law
school
'Cause
you
might
need
her
Tell
the
feds
leave
my
niggas
alone
(Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
You
my
nigga,
you
my
dog,
you
my
dog
fa′sho
(Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
Yeah,
you
my
nigga,
and
you
right
here
for
long
You
my
nigga,
you
my,
you
my
nigga
(Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
You
my
nigga,
you
my
dog
since
the
sandbox
(Sandbox)
I
been
runnin′
with
some
killers
We
got
hand
Glocks
(Hand
Glocks)
Sippin'
syrup,
I′m
movin'
slow
like
a
grandpa
(Grandpa)
Kept
it
real
from
the
jump
These
niggas
changed
up
(Changed
up)
All
these
diamonds
on
my
neck,
they
gettin′
tangled
up
Hearin'
rumors
′bout
my
main
man
snortin'
dust
(Oh)
We
ain't
have
no
ride,
we′d
steal
a
car
We
don′t
catch
the
bus
(Yeah)
I
wish
Lil
Juan
could
see
me
now
A
nigga
rich
as
fuck
(Rich
as
fuck)
Fuck
a
nine-to-five,
I'm
sellin′
whole
things
(Whole
things)
I
was
down
bad
on
my
dick
I
didn't
have
no
dreams
(No
dreams)
I
swear
to
God
I
had
a
hundred
racks
at
eighteen
(Ayy)
Sittin′
in
the
cell,
goin'
hard,
they
tryna
mace
me
(Serve
10)
Every
nigga
who
threw
salt
gon′
have
to
face
me
(Face
me)
Told
my
bitch
that
she
can
leave
She
won't
replace
me
(Won't
replace
me)
Doin′
what
I′m
post
to
do,
I
know
they
hate
me
(Hate
me)
Let
me
stand
up
on
they
ass
until
they
take
me
(Take
me)
You
my
downfall,
I
hope
you
know
that
shit
I
can't
be
around
y′all,
'cause
I
can′t
show
you
this
You
gon'
do
what
you
gotta
do
to
sell
that
dog
food
And
if
you
got
a
good
bitch,
you
gotta
send
her
to
law
school
′Cause
you
might
need
her,
tell
the
feds
leave
my
niggas
alone
(Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
You
my
nigga,
you
my
dog,
you
my
dog
fa'sho
(Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
Yeah,
you
my
nigga,
and
you
right
here
for
long
You
my
nigga,
you
my,
you
my
nigga
(Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
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