Verse 1:

I Look around, it’s going down
I’m lit as fuck, I don’t burn out
I’m still the king, I hold the crown
Oh you doubt it, close your mouth

Shut it, shut it, lock it up
I work all day it’s not enough
Bars on bars I’m stocking up
Want good shit? You got the plug

I’m not talking coke, or the opiates, or the flower
I’m talking ‘bout the good shit in a booth that gives me power
Technically it’s dope, the more I turn up I get louder
And I don’t even need to smoke or do a line of powder

I just need to hear the beat and get into my mindset
Throw on those big headphones then I go to where my minds set
Make another banger that gon’ go right into my set
People ask why I’m not signed, I guess it ain’t my time yet

But you know that it’s coming, I’m cunning, and I’ve been running
Turn a song into dozen, think you work more you get punished
I’m not even flexing but you know that i’m not stunting
I don’t need to fucking lie, so I just keep at a hundred

Hook:

Bitch I got it goin’ down, goin’ down, goin’ down x2

Yeah I got it goin’ down, goin’ down, goin’ down

Bitch I got it, bitch I got it, bitch I got it going down

X2


Verse 2:

Don’t assume, that I’mma lose
I’m hear to stay, not gonna move
I planted myself like some roots
“and the winner is” yeah, that’s my cue

I’m coming for that grammy no matter how long it take me
Whether 21 or 80, but i’ll never let it change me

Got that shit, it’s tatted on me
Break that shit then send the army
Gun me down like Clyde and Bonnie
Rather die than take the charges

I would rather die than know that I stopped being real
I made a pact with younger me and that’s the fucking deal

I’mma stick by it, I can’t let myself down,
If I’m breaking promises I’ll have a meltdown
If I break this promise then I’mma be hell bound
My hope it’ll leave I’ll be full of self doubt

What good is living if you’re feeling dead
I’m throwing my hood right over my head
I’m thinking I probably should have asked myself a different question instead

No matter what I come with they will always say I got it
Every single beat, I’ll leave it looking like a mob hit
I’m on a fucking roll and you could you could never stop it
I’ll take out anyone in my way like my name is John Wick

Hook:

Bitch I got it goin’ down, goin’ down, goin’ down x2

Yeah I got it goin’ down, goin’ down, goin’ down

Bitch I got it, bitch I got it, bitch I got it going down

X4