Love Down

Friday night, it's like after two Rolling T street, something to do Out in Busan, with the crew, sun Licks is flowing, you stayed a few Stay too long and they think it's on What you think, can you buy a drink? Like what it cost, she shared a wink And you're the fool that paid the fool Don't give a damn about your life or your plan Shaking shit off like you're focused man Don't say your name, don't hold her hand You not her savior, not her man Talk about shit like this in the brief Goon in the back holding passports, chief Bro, you better go, if you don't know And bro don't kick in any of your dough To a cause that's modern-day slavery Agima saying f*ck you pay me Trapping lost souls, man a pimp ain't bravery Vulture culture killing these babies One time I saw a chick, dancing and crying Strung out bad, looking like she dying Looking like she want to ask why and I don't have no answers, I'm trying But I might be lying Sit here and act like they don't know Like they don't go to the smash spot Giving that cash pot up to the Kraft spot Ooh… Too soon? Speaking my truth Never been one to cater to fools Dark come to light like a spark in the night Or a flint to a pipe, ooh