letra de stay down - dc young fly
[intro]
nard & b
what?
you are not my bro
you are not my bro
you are not my bro
trenchwerk
[chorus: dc young fly & joe gifted]
i remember when i ain’t have a dime
i remember ’cause i stayed on my grind
i remember when times got bad
a n-gga had to get up off his -ss (go ahead and tell ’em, now)
you not my bro
you not my woe
you not my foe
you can’t f-ck with my ho
i been locked before
i been knocked before
now you hangin’ ’round
’cause i’m gettin’ dough
[verse 1: dc young fly]
i remember there was times (time)
i ain’t even had a dime (dime)
talkin’ ’bout, a n-gga stole
boy, i got it at the mall (at the mall)
couldn’t even holla at a b-tch
i be like, “yo, w-ssup?” then (’sup, baby?)
they be like, “boy, go on” (whew)
now i gotta rob your boyfriend (gimme that sh-t)
my n-gga joe joogin’
i bailed, finna touch down (he’ll come home now)
i told my n-gga, boy
so my money goin’ ’round (boy, cash out here)
don’t need me no main b-tch
all these b-tches is goin’ down (shorties love us, though)
i’m talkin’ ’bout every show
everywhere we go
[chorus: dc young fly & joe gifted]
i remember when i ain’t have a dime
i remember ’cause i stayed on my grind
i remember when times got bad
a n-gga had to get up off his -ss (go ahead and tell ’em, now)
you not my bro
you not my woe
you not my foe
you can’t f-ck with my ho
i been locked before
i been knocked before
now you hangin’ ’round
’cause i’m gettin’ dough
[verse 2: joe gifted]
i remember i was broker than a motherf-cker
look at me now, i’m that motherf-cker (oh yeah)
n-ggas tryna ride my wave
i just show up bustin’
ain’t got no love for these b-tches
we share all of ’em (all them hoes)
nikki hit my phone, act like we fam now (f-ck you want?)
you ain’t put in no work, n-gga
why you got your hand out? (why you got your hand out?)
i got it out the mud, for real (outta the mud)
not only for me
i did it for us, for real
[chorus: dc young fly & joe gifted]
i remember when i ain’t have a dime
i remember ’cause i stayed on my grind
i remember when times got bad
a n-gga had to get up off his -ss (go ahead and tell ’em, now)
you not my bro
you not my woe
you not my foe
you can’t f-ck with my ho
i been locked before
i been knocked before
now you hangin’ ’round
’cause i’m gettin’ dough
[outro]
trenchwerk
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