Rittz - Down for Mine lyrics

They should know by now
When I rap I got a reputation
Causin' devastation, I get down for mine
See Tech N9ne fucked around and signed
An individual that's visibly out his mind
It's hard to count the times
How many rappers I've massacred, Al Capone
And every day is St valentine's
It's Jonny Valiant
I'm the first thing that comes to mind
When you hit the Gwinnett County line
I'm on powder and Crown combined
I like to mix the uppers with
The liquor then I switch up
Poppin' the Klonopins
I got me a prescription
Watch out for the rappers tryna
Plot another stick up
Reminisce the kids in my clique
That ain't with us anymore
They ain't live to see past twenty


Tryna see fast money
Got they ditch dug early
So no wonder why it's hard to be religious
White boy shit, we ain't hoppin' in a pickup
They depict us to be redneck
Let my bread stack till I'm in a Benz truck
Limo tint
Gotta wipe a pimp down with a lint brush
Oh-ee, Louie
Symbol on my shoe, blew two Gs, too clean
Groupies turning up, they wanna fuck
And turn the bus into a nude scene
That's routine
Fuck the YouTube views and your newsfeed
'Cause your whole style is whack
You getting clout nowadays when you
Sound exactly like another man
I ain't tryna vouch for that
Used to wear button downs and
Slacks but now you trap
You strapped but you swear that
You down to clash
'Cause mumble rap's in style you be
Trying hard to sound relaxed
You take words and pronounce them bad
To sound like you have an accent
Really that's it? I never thought I'd use
The word "flabbergasted"
It's an exact fit to explain my reaction
Like I'm yackin' in a trash bin
I don't use a bunch of
Ad-libs to distract fans
I combine the real with
The metaphors and bars
From the wheel struggling to get a deal
Through the valley in the hills
Like you tryna win the Tour de France
You can't tell me I don't kill shit
Turn me up with the Coupé de
Ville feel with a foreign car
Been ten years and I'm still lit
Now my Colorado homies
And it's twenty past four o'clock
It's last call but I got another quart to pop
And I ain't ever wore a cap and gown
But got mass amounts of cash to count
I'm rapping now for spazzing out
So tell 'em when they ask around

I get down down for mine, down for mine
I get down down for mine, down for mine
I get down down for mine, get down for mine
I told 'em I don't fuck
Around about a thousand times
I show out and shine with no doubt in mind
I get down down for mine, down for mine
I get down down for mine, down for mine
I get down down for mine, get down for mine
I told 'em I don't fuck
Around about a thousand times
I show out and shine with no doubt in mind
I get down

That's truth that you can't dispute
It's CNT in this bitch, what a man'll do
Dick Tracy, attention to
I'd be the same ol' me if
I wore tight pants and boots
Is that a diss? Incorrect, get an 'X' like
(buzzer) ain't no family feud
The seed planted bloomed we hit Atlanta
Flew to France and landed Coco Vance
And broke madams and pampered dudes
Them ugly motherfuckers smiling for
The camera crew i'm getting bands of loot
The broke shit discussion
'Cause, I finally got a check
We can stretch out money
Maybe you were meant to
Be a fitness instructor
Witness destruction when I represent for
The misfit's amongst us
The old heads, kids, and youngsters
Fuck with me you'll be stuck on me
Like you had unsafe sex with an ex of Usher's
Is you a bald bitch? What you
Need a hairpiece? Got the herpes?
Sue me, I'ma throw you down the staircase
You try to tell me that
I broke too many barricades
That's why you never hear my
Music on the airwaves
I drop a nuke on every record
That's an air raid
Pull your hair weave, bitch suck and bob
I need to find a chick kinda like Blac Chyna
To give me all the checks
She collect from Rob
You never see 'em interview me
On The Breakfast Club
But they know me in New
Zealand and Czech Repub
Up in Cleveland and Lincoln, Nebraska, Reno
Nevada alaska has extra love
Mic check like Tech, I'm a regular
You saw All Eyez on Me, thought you was 2Pac
But, you a Little
Richard homie wop-bop-a-loo-bop
You shocked that I blew up?
I thought that you knew

I get down down for mine, down for mine
I get down down for mine, down for mine
I get down down for mine, get down for mine
I told 'em I don't fuck
Around about a thousand times
I show out and shine with no doubt in mind
I get down down for mine, down for mine
I get down down for mine, down for mine
I get down down for mine, get down for mine
I told 'em I don't fuck
Around about a thousand times
I show out and shine with no doubt in mind
I get down