Song Title: Down Up
Artist: Rich Tycoon
Featuring: T Benz, TNT
Beat by: Tahaj the First
Produced by: Jonny Soza
Album: Summer in Seattle
Date Written: 2015
Release Date: Summer 2017
Lyrics
Ok...Oh yeah...
Oh no....I flow...
I go...get dough, they know...
Fa what? Fa sho....
Verse 1 (Rich Tycoon)
I got some pull in this bitch. I'm like a dentist
I got words like a novel. Not like a sentence
I'm riding hard on the throttle handling business
People looking at me crazy...I'm like, what's up with the grimace
You'll get touched up in a minute. Hella cool, but I ain't timid
I got a army. No sergeant's. No lieutenants
You making moves potna? I already did it
F*ck the money off and brought it back while you spending
Steady grinning at these women, me I'm just stackin'
Never asking for attention. Came home and got it smackin'
They was playing on the phone. I was waiting for the action
You was posting updates. Posting up was my status
I ain't come to brag you should know this automatic
I'm going like good dope...ain't no time to bag it
Barely time to weigh it...take it from a addict
Then give it to a hustler...watch him build something galactic, boy
Hook
And we coming down, ok...and we going up, ok
And we coming down, down, down, down...and we going up, ok
And we coming down, ok...and we going up, ok
And we coming down, down, down, down...and we going up, ok
Verse 2 (T Benz)
I'm going up and down...yeah, I'm turnt up off a downer
I ain't going nowhere if it ain't 'least a quarter pounders
Sucka's is mad, they got me nervous
And I ain't trying to do all day because I merk sh*t
Sh*t I ain't cool-refuse to play the fool
Always say I ain't shit. Parasite, who is you
I'm a friend, a father, yeah a provider
Even when I was on the block pulling all nighter's
Hustling on everything. The struggle made me get it
You'll never understand my man unless you lived it
Everybody talkin' slick like they been through it
Instead of waiting on handout, I told 'em get to it
Yeah, this is good music. It's motivated over here
Good dude. Little so I might Mike Tyson your ear
They won't support your hustle, swear they wanna see you make it
Hook
And we coming down, ok...and we going up, ok
And we coming down, down, down, down...and we going up, ok
And we coming down, ok...and we going up, ok
And we coming down, down, down, down...and we going up, ok
Verse 3 (TNT)
My ups, my downs, my ins, my outs
My success and confidence, failures, and doubts
The fact that I'm trying to get my mom a brand new house
The only thing I ever wanted was to make my mama proud
The glory and the hate...the friends and the snakes
The ones doing nothing, but always got something to say
That'll stab you in the back and then smile up in your face
Or see you when you're broke and they look the other way
The sacrifice is taken...losses we're facing
It's all a part of the process of trying to make it
It's hard though when you got bars though
Spitting I got that out this world I got that Weezy on Mars flow
Yet and still, I'm overlooked and they all know
You sick, but I got the iller noise like Chicago
I spit it through the wire like I'm Avon and Marlow
And family around me is what I give it my all fo'...these ups and downs...
Hook
And we coming down, ok...and we going up, ok
And we coming down, down, down, down...and we going up, ok
And we coming down, ok...and we going up, ok
And we coming down, down, down, down...and we going up, ok
Fade/End