Destroy Lonely - Down Bad (2019) lyrics
Destroy Lonely [Wardell Sandimanie III] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Destroy Lonely - Down Bad 2019 lyrics]
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
I was down bad, stealing out the Walmart
Spend my last on a jugg, make it all back
Gotta get a bag, wanna ball like an all-star
Came with 5 different ho’s and they all bad
Smoking 5 different strains, and they all gas
Got a bad lil’ bitch and she all ass
Need a big book bag, filled with all cash
And I still miss the purple
Tell it call back please
I could tell her that I love
Her ‘cause it’s all on E
I could hear the xans tryna call on me
Tryna make a couple bands by the time I leave
I’m a fallen angel and I lost my wings
Gotta get fly so I could live with Jesus
Always on my right side, nigga, slime Nezzus
I could tell you how I’m livin’
But you prolly won’t believe it
Late nights geekin, make a lil’ cash
Spend it all on weed
All these bitches tryna link
And they prolly won’t leave
Whole house reeking, smell like reefer
Been thinking ‘bout the guap
‘cause that’s all I need
Watch the purple when it drop
Let it fall like leaves
And my heart cold, can’t show love easy
Gotta work for what you want
‘cause this shit not easy
And imma chase this check
Till the day I stop breathing
I stay with big B’s
I don’t have time to put
Trust in these people
I was down bad, and they wasn’t helping me
Now that I’m up I get fly like a eagle
Everyone come around, just tryna see
I told this lil’ nigga that we not equal
‘cause it’s some shit that
They still gotta see
I’m stuck in my head, still tryna work on me
These niggas gone change like
The fuckin’ season
Got a heart on my chain
‘cause I fuckin’ need it
If I ever change, money not the reason
Fell in love with these drugs
Baby ‘cause I need them
And I talk to my fans
‘cause they fuckin’ need me
I made some bands off a iPhone 10
If I’m down bad, I’ll do it again
If I need the racks, might slime out my kin
So sorry, no sorry, that is what it is
You get played like Atari
You get hit like a stick
Slime walk with the fye
‘cause he look like a lick
Ain’t no space in my ride
It’s just me and my bitch
(Lonely... Lonely)
I was down bad, stealing out the Walmart
Spend my last on a jugg, make it all back
Gotta get a bag, wanna ball like an all-star
Came with 5 different ho’s and they all bad
Smoking 5 different strains, and they all gas
Got a bad lil’ bitch and she all ass
Need a big book bag, filled with all cash
And I still miss the purple
Tell it call back please
(Tell it call back please)
(Spend it all on E)
(Spend it all on Me)
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
I was down bad, stealing out the Walmart
Spend my last on a jugg, make it all back
Gotta get a bag, wanna ball like an all-star
Came with 5 different ho’s and they all bad
Smoking 5 different strains, and they all gas
Got a bad lil’ bitch and she all ass
Need a big book bag, filled with all cash
And I still miss the purple
Tell it call back please
I could tell her that I love
Her ‘cause it’s all on E
I could hear the xans tryna call on me
Tryna make a couple bands by the time I leave
I’m a fallen angel and I lost my wings
Gotta get fly so I could live with Jesus
Always on my right side, nigga, slime Nezzus
I could tell you how I’m livin’
But you prolly won’t believe it
Late nights geekin, make a lil’ cash
Spend it all on weed
All these bitches tryna link
And they prolly won’t leave
Whole house reeking, smell like reefer
Been thinking ‘bout the guap
‘cause that’s all I need
Watch the purple when it drop
Let it fall like leaves
And my heart cold, can’t show love easy
Gotta work for what you want
‘cause this shit not easy
And imma chase this check
Till the day I stop breathing
I stay with big B’s
I don’t have time to put
Trust in these people
I was down bad, and they wasn’t helping me
Now that I’m up I get fly like a eagle
Everyone come around, just tryna see
I told this lil’ nigga that we not equal
‘cause it’s some shit that
They still gotta see
I’m stuck in my head, still tryna work on me
These niggas gone change like
The fuckin’ season
Got a heart on my chain
‘cause I fuckin’ need it
If I ever change, money not the reason
Fell in love with these drugs
Baby ‘cause I need them
And I talk to my fans
‘cause they fuckin’ need me
I made some bands off a iPhone 10
If I’m down bad, I’ll do it again
If I need the racks, might slime out my kin
So sorry, no sorry, that is what it is
You get played like Atari
You get hit like a stick
Slime walk with the fye
‘cause he look like a lick
Ain’t no space in my ride
It’s just me and my bitch
(Lonely... Lonely)
I was down bad, stealing out the Walmart
Spend my last on a jugg, make it all back
Gotta get a bag, wanna ball like an all-star
Came with 5 different ho’s and they all bad
Smoking 5 different strains, and they all gas
Got a bad lil’ bitch and she all ass
Need a big book bag, filled with all cash
And I still miss the purple
Tell it call back please
(Tell it call back please)
(Spend it all on E)
(Spend it all on Me)