STAYED DOWN (Original)* lyrics

by

Future


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[Intro]
ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob

[Chorus: Future]
I got a sports car on my wrist and I'm very fly
You can hear the money machine beeping from outside
n*gga pillow-talking, talking, ain't got they money right
I don't even want to talk, n*gga, unless I see the cash out
Zero to sixty, I get lost in a turbo
Medallions, pink diamonds, started from purple
Yeah, fully loaded, money machine, b*tch, I'm splurgous
He stayed down, got the money up, and now they can't serve us

[Verse 1: Future]
I'm going Jimmy Choo on my new-new sh*t on purpose
She can get it too, ain't no fool, I'll curve her
If I borrowed your car, I'm sure I filipped it up with chickens
Cappers stealing swag, they b*tches popping on misses
Got more K in the phantom, you want to ride the Honda Civic
I'm okay with that hammer, I got to ride with the extended
sh*t be cracking in the city every day (Every day)
Dropped the eighth in a Phantom, I'm okay (Okay)
Penthouse, three stories, got trees in it
Spilled the drip all over, a b*tch eatin' it
I threw the money in the vault, ain't even seen it
Money bags everywhere, Lamborghini's

[Chorus: Future & Young Scooter]
I got a sports car on my wrist and I'm very fly
You can hear the money machine beeping from outside
n*gga pillow-talking, talking, ain't got they money right
I don't even want to talk, n*gga, unless I see the cash out
Zero to sixty, I get lost in a turbo
Medallions, pink diamonds, started from purple
Yeah, fully loaded, money machine, b*tch, I'm splurgous (Light it up, gang)
He stayed down, got the money up, and now they can't serve us (BMWG sh*t)

[Verse 2: Young Scooter]
We make our own drugs so you n*ggas can't serve 'em (Nah)
Remix everything, Sproot make it do hurdles (Remix)
Jugg House jumping like a rabbit, yours turtle (Turn)
Everything I smoke exotic, n*gga, all purple (Yeah)
I just ran a whole M through the money counter (Money counter)
Kept money from yesterday, I ain't even count it (Count up)
Quarter million, tried to break Blacka out the counter (Counter)
A thousand pounds on the road, all wrapped and downied (Road)
Jugg, the truck was seven, let her off, Freebandz (Yeah)
All my n*ggas bosses, working like some Mexicans (Like some Mexicans)
Lamborghini 'round my neck, Eliantte (Eliantte)
Hunnid racks just to pull up in the driveway (Streets)

[Chorus: Future]
I got a sports car on my wrist and I'm very fly
You can hear the money machine beeping from outside
n*gga pillow-talking, talking, ain't got they money right
I don't even want to talk, n*gga, unless I see the cash out
Zero to sixty, I get lost in a turbo
Medallions, pink diamonds, started from purple
Yeah, fully loaded, money machine, b*tch, I'm splurgous
He stayed down, got the money up, and now they can't serve us
[Verse 3: Lil Durk]
I put diamonds around her ankle, oh-oh-oh
She had my back when I was locked up, rappin' through chokeholds
He a slime you out tryna take his b*tch, shawty, you cutthroat…
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