Mike Posner - Bring Me Down lyrics
[Mike Posner - Bring Me Down lyrics]
Now as I seen more money
There's more problems
Every time I look around
They say I'm not hungry and I lost it
But you're never gonna, ever gonna
Ever gonna bring me down
Bring me down, you not gon' bring me down
Bring me down, you not gon' bring me
Look, I need the best drinks
I love the best hoes
I roll the best weed and blow the best smoke
Mama, they love me from NY
Head back to Fresno
But they tryna bring your son
Down like the West Coast
Still instrumental on top
Of these instrumentals
I can say that we the same
But it's too hard to pretend to
You ain't been through what
I been through bitch
(Been through what I been through)
Man, I charge it to the game
It's cool I got my incidentals
Bitch! I'm doin' everything I planned to
I'm with a girl that's just too
Much for you to handle
My mans will squeeze the handle and
Put you on a mantel
Respect a nigga doin everything
That you can't do, bitch
Now as I seen more money
There's more problems
Every time I look around
They say I'm not hungry and I lost it
But you're never gonna, ever gonna
Ever gonna bring me down
Bring me down, you not gon' bring me down
Bring me down, you not gon' bring me
D-d down, yeah clown
Another one of them gangsta verses
Woulda put it down sooner but
I was out of town
Lookin' fo a couple thangs to purchase
Needed the money for the shopping malls
So I was robbin' dawg
Had to snatch chains and purses
Comin' off too thug for the
Radio cause really though
I just can't restrain from cursin'
Clip for the tips, and a blunt for the skunk
25 to life charged in my trunk
Gotta keep a strap in my
City to straight dump
The fo ten turn grown men to straight punks
Turn kings to straight fiends
Good girls straight hoes
Took it to the street wit
Dope and straight flows
Told 'em that the game is sold and not told
Bag it up and then I'm servin' rocks
Kept my grandma's house so hot
Mo' money, mo' problems dawg
But I'd rather deal with the
Problems that Puffy got
Don't wanna be strugglin' like my dad
Take a look back at this life I had
The hood I threw up so when I grew up
I knew I'd be Jordan, Michael, Brad
Now as I seen more money
There's more problems
Every time I look around
They say I'm not hungry and I lost it
But you're never gonna, ever gonna
Ever gonna bring me down
Bring me down, you not gon' bring me down
Bring me down, you not gon' bring me
There's more problems
Every time I look around
They say I'm not hungry and I lost it
But you're never gonna, ever gonna
Ever gonna bring me down
Bring me down, you not gon' bring me down
Bring me down, you not gon' bring me
Look, I need the best drinks
I love the best hoes
I roll the best weed and blow the best smoke
Mama, they love me from NY
Head back to Fresno
But they tryna bring your son
Down like the West Coast
Still instrumental on top
Of these instrumentals
I can say that we the same
But it's too hard to pretend to
You ain't been through what
I been through bitch
(Been through what I been through)
Man, I charge it to the game
It's cool I got my incidentals
Bitch! I'm doin' everything I planned to
I'm with a girl that's just too
Much for you to handle
My mans will squeeze the handle and
Put you on a mantel
Respect a nigga doin everything
That you can't do, bitch
Now as I seen more money
There's more problems
Every time I look around
They say I'm not hungry and I lost it
But you're never gonna, ever gonna
Ever gonna bring me down
Bring me down, you not gon' bring me down
Bring me down, you not gon' bring me
D-d down, yeah clown
Another one of them gangsta verses
Woulda put it down sooner but
I was out of town
Lookin' fo a couple thangs to purchase
Needed the money for the shopping malls
So I was robbin' dawg
Had to snatch chains and purses
Comin' off too thug for the
Radio cause really though
I just can't restrain from cursin'
Clip for the tips, and a blunt for the skunk
25 to life charged in my trunk
Gotta keep a strap in my
City to straight dump
The fo ten turn grown men to straight punks
Turn kings to straight fiends
Good girls straight hoes
Took it to the street wit
Dope and straight flows
Told 'em that the game is sold and not told
Bag it up and then I'm servin' rocks
Kept my grandma's house so hot
Mo' money, mo' problems dawg
But I'd rather deal with the
Problems that Puffy got
Don't wanna be strugglin' like my dad
Take a look back at this life I had
The hood I threw up so when I grew up
I knew I'd be Jordan, Michael, Brad
Now as I seen more money
There's more problems
Every time I look around
They say I'm not hungry and I lost it
But you're never gonna, ever gonna
Ever gonna bring me down
Bring me down, you not gon' bring me down
Bring me down, you not gon' bring me