Down & Up

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 f*ck 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 f*ck 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