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August Alsina - Downtown (feat. Kidd Kidd) (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
August Alsina
August Alsina
Vocals
Kidd Kidd
Kidd Kidd
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
August Alsina
August Alsina
Songwriter
Carlos Cahee
Carlos Cahee
Songwriter
Sean McMillion
Sean McMillion
Songwriter
Ralph Jeanty
Ralph Jeanty
Songwriter
Samuel Irving III
Samuel Irving III
Songwriter
Curtis J Stewart
Curtis J Stewart
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Knucklehead
Knucklehead
Producer
Carlos Cahee
Carlos Cahee
Producer
Sean McMillion
Sean McMillion
Mixing Engineer
Briana Payne
Briana Payne
Assistant Recording Engineer
Devin Johnson
Devin Johnson
Engineer

Lyrics

Word got around that a nigga got shot Heard a nigga drew down' and he bucked so his ass got popped We was on my block trying to move these rocks Trying to stack this cash on the low, gotta duck these cops We was right off third and polock chilling in the back of the tracks Niggas got packs, trying to get them racks X-5 I was riding in the back with the brother's' round kicking in the gat in my lap 17 had no dreams, drinking four loco's, Sprite and codeine First class I was on lean, said fuck high-school, so I left Reed. No one told me life would be this way! I swear nobody told me Guess this is the game we chose to play Crazy how it's always been the same! People dying every day, that ain't nothing new When you from downtown, downtown! Out here tryna make a way I won't let these niggas take me down-down, down! (So I ride) Riding on these niggas, I be riding, I be riding on 'em Riding on these niggas, I be riding, I be riding on 'em (So I ride) Riding on these niggas, I be riding, I be riding on 'em Riding on these niggas, I be riding, I be riding on 'em Phone just RANG heard a nigga got got He was over in the East last thing that he heard six shots He ain't gettin' no love from the cops, nobody got caught Real talk when I heard who it was, heart damn near stopped Somebody done killed my brother, now I gotta get back Let 'em know 'cause a nigga gotta feel that! Sitting shotgun with the shot gun When you hear the shots come, nigga don't run! Already bad, it can only get worse Hand full of steel 'cause the shit still hurts Cut so deep when they put him in the hearse Never saw 25, had to put him in the dirt. No one told me life would be this way! I swear nobody told me Guess this is the game we chose to play Crazy how it's always been the same! People dying every day, that ain't nothing new When you from downtown, downtown! Out here tryna make a way I won't let these niggas take me down-down, down! (So I ride) Riding on these niggas, I be riding, I be riding on 'em Riding on these niggas, I be riding, I be riding on 'em (So I ride) Riding on these niggas, I be riding, I be riding on 'em Riding on these niggas, I be riding, I be riding on 'em Once upon a time down town in the nine (9th ward) Where they don't mind dying Sworn to a life of crime, was a youngin' that only stood 5'5 Big money on his mind, clothes ain't wrinkled while his hands on his iron. Shot six times right in front of my mom Kind of 32, man, I'm lucky to survive On a pac, juice real niggas don't die! Bitch, I'm from Mazant slang crack on the same set Blood stains at from a homie with his head cracked O'Gs like A' wacks they've been doing this shit way back since A track. And we yell where the gang at You can get fame there from the way you're going to bang that Shoot for the head watch how you aim that Price on your head and we gon' take that It's about to go down, you ain't about this then you better go now Sun going down, keep it door down! Everybody lay down. Ski mask down! All you gonna see is my eyes and my frown Last thing you hear is my gun going pow It happens every day round my way This ain't nothing new you grew up downtown. People dying every day, that ain't nothing new When you from downtown, downtown! I'm just trying to make a way, I won't let these niggas take me down-down, down! (So I ride) Riding on these niggas, I be riding, I be riding on 'em Riding on these niggas, I be riding, I be riding on 'em (So I ride) Riding on these niggas, I be riding, I be riding on 'em Riding on these niggas, I be riding, I be riding on 'em
Writer(s): Ralph Jeanty, Sean Mcmillion, Samuel Eugene Irving Iii, August Anthony Alsina, Carlos Ray Cahee, Curtis Orlando Stewart Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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