Downtown Lyrics

[August Alsina]
Word got around that a nigga got shot
Heard a nigga drew down' and he bucked so his ass got popped
We was on my block trying to move these rocks
Trying to stack this cash on the low, gotta duck these cops
We was right off 3rd and Pollock chillin' in the back of the track, niggas got packs, trying to get them racks
X5 I was riding in the back with the brother's' round kicking with the gat in my lap
17 had no dreams, drinking 4 LOKO, Sprite and codeine
First class I was so lean, then fuck high-school, so I left green
No one told me life would be this way (I swear nobody told me)
Guess this is the game we chose to play (Crazy how it's always been the same)

[Chorus: August Alsina]
People dying every day, that ain't nothing new when you from doooowntown, doooowntown
Out'chea trying to make a way, I won't let these niggas take me doooowntown, doooown
(So I riiiiiiiiide) Ridin' on these niggas, I be ridin', I be ridin' on 'em
Ridin' on these niggas, I be ridin', I be ridin' on 'em
(So I riiiiiiiiide) Ridin' on these niggas, I be ridin', I be ridin' on 'em
Ridin' on these niggas, I be ridin', I be ridin' on 'em

[August Alsina]
Phone just ringing heard a nigga got got
He was over on the East last thing that he heard six shots
He ain't getting no love from the cops, nobody got caught
Real talk when I heard who it was, my heart near damn stop
Somebody done killed my brother, now I gotta get back, let 'em know cause a nigga gotta feel that
Sitting shotgun with the shot gun: when you hear the shots come, nigga don't run
Already bad, it can only get worse, hand full of steel cause the shit still hurts
Cut so deep when they put him in the hearse, never saw 25, had to put 'em in the dirt
No one told me life would be this way (I swear nobody told me)
Guess this is the game we chose to play (Crazy how it's always been the same)

[Chorus]

[Kidd Kidd]
Once upon a time downtown in the 9 (9th ward), what it don't mind dyin'
Sworn to a life of crime, was a youngin' only stood 5'5, big money on his mind
Clothes ain't wrinkled while his hands on the iron, shot six times run in front of my mom (dear lord)
Kind of 32, man, I'm looking to survive on a +Pac, Juice+ real niggas don't die
Bitch, I'm from A-town (huh), slang crack on the same side, blood stains there from a homie with his head cracked (blaow)
Home Gs like A' wacks they'll be doing this shit way back since A track (free PJ)
And we get around, you can't get, you can get fame there from the way you're going to bang that (huh)
Truth from the head watch how you aim that (aim that), price on your head and we gonna take that (take that)
It's about to go down, you ain't about this then you better go now
Sun going down, keep it going down, everybody lay down ski mask down (huh)
All you gonna see is my eyes and my frown, last thing you hear is my gun going pow
It happens every day while I'm away, this ain't nothing new you grew up downtown - HUH!

[Chorus]

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