SCARED 2 LOOK DOWN Lyrics by Isaiah Rashad
I got it jumping like water, Prada boots hit the rain
Baby, don’t you spill all this ***, it’s contagious
Slide through then I dip, all these chips on my brain
Plotting in my den, on my hip like a pager
Goin’ through my phases, I been changin’ for the greater
Three, four, five M’s later
We had a meeting in the kitchen ’bout some chicken and some gravy
Then I’m right back on the road, although it pains me to leave
Baby, what ya workin’ on, I been workin’ hard
*** talkin’ ’bout me bad, I done heard it all
***’ her and her and him, ***’ on yo’ mama
Runnin’ from the law, Rashad, gotta free my mind
Sometimes I wan’ get ***, but I don’t, where my water?
When I feel like I can’t breathe, I grab my blunt, that’s my flaw
I been smokin’ to the Isleys all night long in my car
I was trippin’, I got so drunk I called my mama
Man, she said I had a death wish ***’ with that raw, then I quit
Like the eighth time, could’ve broke down, but I didn’t
Kept it old school, you can fall off or get rich
Get my roll on, then I see blue lights in the mirror
I’m duckin’ the task force
Smokin’ and rollin’ up in my rocket ship
Y’all niggas ain’t never seen nun’ like this
‘Bout 16 carats, I been cuttin’ my wrist
All the internet hatin’, give a *** ’bout that
I been outside tryna do baseball numbers
Got my mama pullin’ up in a bright blue Beamer
I ain’t *** wit’ y’all niggas back in highschool neither
I got it jumping like water, Prada boots hit the rain
Baby, don’t you spill all this ***, it’s contagious
Slide through then I dip, all these chips on my brain
Plotting in my den, on my hip like a pager
Goin’ through my phases, I been changin’ for the greater
Three, four, five M’s later
We had a meeting in the kitchen ’bout some chicken and some gravy
Then I’m right back on the road, although it pains me to leave
I know them niggas wish I would drown when that turbo pushed off
Got marble all the way at the top ’cause I’m too scared to look down
It’s so pretty outside, but I got money on my mind still
Them niggas ain’t no threat, but I got my eyes peeled off
This rap game ain’t just a game of dice
If you do it like where I’m from
Get yo’ paper right, you might make it out
Skippin’ school, tryna ease my mind, tighten up my rhymes
Did so good, they wanna end my life, but I can’t ever die
Chevrolet Rashad, got all these eyes on me but never mind ’em
Living life and improvising, make a left then make a right
Late at night, hit the freeway wide, it got me hypnotized
I had a dream I filled up my garage with several different kind
I pray for peace, but always seem to chase the root of evil, right?
How am I supposed to check my conscious when I’m in the fye
*** to spend, I like how you bend and when you spin around
I got it jumping like water, Prada boots hit the rain
Baby, don’t you spill all this ***, it’s contagious
Slide through then I dip, all these chips on my brain
Plotting in my den, on my hip like a pager
Goin’ through my phases, I been changin’ for the greater
Three, four, five M’s later
We had a meeting in the kitchen ’bout some chicken and some gravy
Then I’m right back on the road, although it pains me to leave