Kidd Upstairs - Descent lyrics
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(Verse: Kidd Upstairs)
A game win is just one score
The Kidd yo wife pack a lunch for
I wanna see the world end from my front porch
Alpine trees like I'm up north
Styrofoam cups, no cupboard
In my cup bored so I need a lil
Doc like what ya do, got a-lot to say
Well I really just smoke weed a lil
Forbided fruit well I eat a lil
It's all for the weight tho
But I'm findin' me the top of the bottom
Neva see the middle, like a muthafuckin plane, hoe
A plain, hoe hit wit me no it ain't so, drink up!
(Verse 2: XO)
Where the drink go? Niggas feel me like Django
But I had to let the chain go
Game like spike cleats with the spike lee angle
This might be a new age so
This might a white boy and some white cocaine flo
And this kush yo mango
This bitch so tangled
I want chains till my neck feel strangled
The most painful shit I can think
Cuz errything in my life so dull
Well every dime drink me like a sink
Hold up for the fun of Star Rock_movie the logo
And ya know tho
We ain't got nothing but the days left
And all ya'll got is some yes men
Only my bitches always say yes
All ya'll niggas rock payless
Us turkey baggers stay fresh and cleva
Y'll tryna spend yo first check
Me I'm tryna figure how to spend foreva
(Hook)
What a feelin, goin down
Do our spaceships ova-heat
Or will we just burn
Thru the ground now
Hold on are we goin in?
Hold on are we goin in?
Hold on are we goin in?
We are down to fly!
(Verse 3: XO)
I was born in the land of entrapment
So that means I gotta have shit
And desire always burnin'
It turn into a furnace
Motherfucker holy water couldn't splash it
Rest in peace to Paul Walker
I'm still livin on my fast shit
Workin a.m to p.m
Cuz I really ain't got no gas shit
I ain't trippin' offa first week numbers
I'm really tryina last like the thirteenth summer
Shit on these niggas and alert these plumbers
I'm on my muthafuckin savage, I coulda been a hunter
Some how yung nigga chose this
Every night dimes bound to kill the whole fifth
Livin' for the present, we ain't talkin' no gift
Control in my soul, ain't gotta hold shift
We don't really make excuses
Young Kidd I'm just poppin' on the web like ya cruses
I can tell ya who the truth is, go and ask Paul P
He gon' say it's on me
Green head and we smoke tall trees
Need my whole team just smoke all these
Burn thru, what ya ask ? what my gas on east
Spend a rack on Jens
6 6 and I fitted that's a high hat
Star Rock be the planet that I ride at
They can see it my eyes under the disguise
My mama said I neva gotta hide that
Gettin tired of lying so I had to bring the pride back
And the game got my heart dawg, couldn't tell ya where my mind at
(Hook)
What a feelin, goin down
Do our spaceships ova-heat
Or will we just burn
Thru the ground now
Hold on are we goin in?
Hold on are we goin in?
Hold on are we goin in?
We are down to fly!
