Downfall ft. King Cxge Lyrics

I got people betting cribs on my downfall

I got people calling dibs on my downfall

On the other side people bet I'll make it mad far

Following all my music and what I stand for

I don't get it, you don't like me, move on

I been moving too strong, I maneuver through harm

I keep shooting like Steph, I ain't missing no shots

Know I'm in for a year, don't watch the ball drop

And I spit with a purpose, this make em nervous

Me being him make em wish for the worst shit

Motherfuckers seeing me win, it make em hurt and

I don't give no fucks, love seeing em burn quick

I guess the lesson ain't learned yet

Bet's against me, burning holes through your pockets

I ain't been stopped yet, I just keep climbing

I'ma be the greatest just as I fucking promised

Cameras around me and they flashing

I pull up with a fashion that permits all of the action

I'm stuck but still not giving no fucks

I'm stuck in a passion I wish well

And I get well calling it magic

I never tip toe, I run hard and fast

Never stoop low, we way too hot for that

Never call out cause the money all attached

Velcro this money, we smoking the way it's packed

And I'm on, me and my brothers we working the late night shift

Money and music with the brodies, a great night bitch

Nobody do it like us, we do it right bitch

Protect the game daily with this, call me a night bitch

I don't sell out, but I sell out arenas

I don't bail out, but I ball out Arenas

We outside, we outside, you see us

Checkmate, end of the board, give me a king, I'm on fire

Burning, I express it through these keystrokes

Beat enough to give the fucking keystroke

Melodies intoxicating everything that we know

It's so easy, line it up like it's a fucking free throw

I need more game, I need more dollars and more hundreds

One transition, not the best, I'm talking running

Fast break, score, that's two points, keep it coming

Had a couple dollars and made a whole dream from it

I said I'm back and I'm better than ever

Lost some time, lost some money, lost some friends, it's whatever

I had time to reflect and refine where I'm headed

Now I'm finna blow up like a bomb, the time telling

Time telling, me it's my turn

I don't give a fuck about y'all, let the sign burn

Traffic turn into a hard stall, yet it's my show

I won't give away the last call till we all blow

We don't give a fuck about y'all

I said it's fuck y'all except for my bros

I'm in the fast lane, and that's where the Hov

I had a time where I felt on my own

A few stayed with the kid, now we back on the road

Back on the road and I'm driving a lot

Money I'm piling up, crowd and I'm riling up

Look at me styling up, we ain't wilding out

My nigga nah, we been wiling up

Working, I'm trying to stop, getting, I'm dying to know