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Come on Down (feat. Jordan Harris) - Logic/Jordan Harris.lrc

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[00:02.462] We got DaQuan here, come on down
[00:06.041] Now, DaQuan is from southeast D.C.
[00:09.204] He says he's willing to sell his soul to make it in the music industry
[00:14.531] And today, DaQuan, I believe we can make this a reality
[00:19.541] But— but before we make this sa– satanic act a reality
[00:25.514] We have to ask, are you ready for the blood sacrifice?
[00:29.822] Are you ready to leave your life of love and holiness behind?
[00:34.354]
[00:35.336] I want the world, I want the money, I want the respect (Nigga, come on down)
[00:39.342] I want thе gold, I want the chains, I want the— I want the— (Nigga, comе on down)
[00:43.259] Never had nothin' but soul, never had nothin' but hustle (Nigga, come on down)
[00:47.154] Wanna be loved, I wanna be famous, I wanna be rich (Nigga, come on down)
[00:50.960] I wanna be anything, wanna be anybody that I'm not (Nigga, come on down)
[00:54.083]
[00:54.905] Let me get it all, get the money, get the women
[00:56.806] Mother****er, better give me like ten of them
[00:58.947] Glock .9's, I got ten of them
[01:00.786] My enemies, I gotta get rid of them
[01:02.421] Since I was a little boy, I wanted to be loved
[01:04.094] Wanted to be hugged, but the streets wanted me to thug
[01:06.648] Sweep my emotions up under my rug
[01:08.524] Then call the plug to sell me some drugs
[01:10.489] And sell to my people that smoke on the nug'
[01:12.419] Sippin' liquor by the jug
[01:14.449] I'm tryin' to burrow it down, these feelings inside of me
[01:17.349] Can't speak on the things that done happened to me as a child
[01:19.832] I'm talkin' 'bout sodomy
[01:21.139] Oh no, I can't let 'em see that side of me
[01:23.210] Therapy, that shit right there for them white folk
[01:25.318] I sold crack, like white yolk
[01:27.162] Police, they got me walkin' on a tightrope
[01:29.289] Want me on sight 'cause I sell dope
[01:30.891] So I'd rather just sell my soul, gettin' this money my goal
[01:33.387]
[01:33.938] I want the world, I want the money, I want the respect (Nigga, come on down)
[01:37.920] I want the gold, I want the chains, I want the— I want the— (Nigga, come on down)
[01:41.818] Never had nothin' but soul, never had nothin' but hustle (Nigga, come on down)
[01:45.694] Wanna be loved, I wanna be famous, I wanna be rich (Nigga, come on down)
[01:49.641] I wanna be anything, wanna be anybody that I'm not (Nigga, come on down)
[01:52.769]
[01:55.053] Anyone that I'm not
[01:59.394] That I'm not
[02:02.796] Anyone that I'm not
[02:07.217] That I'm not
[02:07.752]
[02:09.667] Most folks think gangsters like what they do
[02:12.907] Think they enjoy killin' their own brothers and sisters
[02:16.167] By riddlin' our streets with bullet shells and narcotics
[02:19.682] Most people think that shit cool, think again
[02:24.087] Why you think they call it the trap, playboy?
[02:26.939] We just tryna escape by any means
[02:29.319] But we mostly end up escapin' through death
text lyrics
We got DaQuan here, come on down
Now, DaQuan is from southeast D.C.
He says he's willing to sell his soul to make it in the music industry
And today, DaQuan, I believe we can make this a reality
But— but before we make this sa– satanic act a reality
We have to ask, are you ready for the blood sacrifice?
Are you ready to leave your life of love and holiness behind?
I want the world, I want the money, I want the respect (Nigga, come on down)
I want thе gold, I want the chains, I want the— I want the— (Nigga, comе on down)
Never had nothin' but soul, never had nothin' but hustle (Nigga, come on down)
Wanna be loved, I wanna be famous, I wanna be rich (Nigga, come on down)
I wanna be anything, wanna be anybody that I'm not (Nigga, come on down)
Let me get it all, get the money, get the women
Mother****er, better give me like ten of them
Glock .9's, I got ten of them
My enemies, I gotta get rid of them
Since I was a little boy, I wanted to be loved
Wanted to be hugged, but the streets wanted me to thug
Sweep my emotions up under my rug
Then call the plug to sell me some drugs
And sell to my people that smoke on the nug'
Sippin' liquor by the jug
I'm tryin' to burrow it down, these feelings inside of me
Can't speak on the things that done happened to me as a child
I'm talkin' 'bout sodomy
Oh no, I can't let 'em see that side of me
Therapy, that shit right there for them white folk
I sold crack, like white yolk
Police, they got me walkin' on a tightrope
Want me on sight 'cause I sell dope
So I'd rather just sell my soul, gettin' this money my goal
I want the world, I want the money, I want the respect (Nigga, come on down)
I want the gold, I want the chains, I want the— I want the— (Nigga, come on down)
Never had nothin' but soul, never had nothin' but hustle (Nigga, come on down)
Wanna be loved, I wanna be famous, I wanna be rich (Nigga, come on down)
I wanna be anything, wanna be anybody that I'm not (Nigga, come on down)
Anyone that I'm not
That I'm not
Anyone that I'm not
That I'm not
Most folks think gangsters like what they do
Think they enjoy killin' their own brothers and sisters
By riddlin' our streets with bullet shells and narcotics
Most people think that shit cool, think again
Why you think they call it the trap, playboy?
We just tryna escape by any means
But we mostly end up escapin' through death