French Montana - Lay Down lyrics

[French Montana - Lay Down lyrics]

(Lord be thy fine, She's left me)
(So cold, so alone, Oh yeah)

We out here gettin' this paper
High as a skyscraper
I figure y'all should already know
The diamonds all in the bezel
Y'all tryna get on my level
And y'all got a long way to go
Kuz I'm gettin' money
I'm ridin' and I'm feelin' so high
I'm floatin' man I'm right through the sky
I'm cakin' and it's feelin' so right, alright

Huh (Huhhh) lay down (lay down)
My niggaz will take ya life (take ya life)
Huh (Huhhh) lay down (lay down)
My niggaz will take ya life (take ya life)
Huh (Huhhh) lay down (lay down)
My niggaz will take ya life (take ya life)

(Lord be thy fine, She's left me)
(So cold, so alone, yeah)

These old niggaz in the west
Said they gon' get the Tec
And I hope ya rap friends
Don't fill the wake, peel the weight
M6, get away, know a nigga trippin'
Go and get some Grand Cru
I'm tryna chill and then celebrate
Feel the prayer homie, a tradition thang
Whippin' all them grams galore
Was the kitchen thang
Homie first of all, it's ya boy Mac
All-black GT Bently with the skulled cracked
Fall back you know a nigga can't call it
I might spoil it if I tell 'em
Stick up boys robbin' niggaz for they jewels
Can't sell 'em
We flood the game and let 'em digest
Mindset on the older shit
These other niggaz in a contest
And I salute the dollar, pledge allegiance
Niggaz talkin' all this money
We don't see it

(Lord be thy fine, She's left me)
(So cold, so alone, Oh yeah)

I'm out here gettin' this paper
High as a skyscraper
I'm cakin', y'all should already know
The diamonds all in the bezel
Stop tryna get on my level
Man y'all got a long way to go
Kuz I'm gettin' money
I'm ridin' and I'm feelin' so high
I'm floatin' man I'm right through the sky
I'm cakin' and it's feelin' so right, alright

Huh (Huhhh) lay down (lay down)
My niggaz will take ya life (take ya life)
Huh (Huhhh) lay down (lay down)
My niggaz will take ya life (take ya life)
Huh (Huhhh) lay down (lay down)
My niggaz will take ya life (take ya life)

(Lord be thy fine, She's left me)
(So cold, so alone, Oh yeah)

Caddy all-black, rollin' on a sour blunt
Lot boy bigger, 40 Cal hit ya up
Lenox Ave gang bang, you snitchin', all them
Homocide
Will erase ya kiss kiss, ran up on the jeep
See you ever seen your enemy get
His head blown off
On the back steps of his momma's porch
Oh, your daddy smart
Time to put in body work
Come through in niggaz lobby
Ballin' through the paperwork
Damn I beat it crazy, clap your only laby
Burn 'em with the police, nigga must be crazy
Get a nigga laid back
Hit 'em with the tre pack
Leave his momma screamin'
Lettin' off a ill sound
Niggaz body fall, we took his bankroll
Four in the streets
You watch the drama unfold

(Lord be thy fine, She's left me)
(So cold, so alone, Oh yeah)

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