Stay Down (Explicit)

Lyrics by：Mike Zombie/Cash Jones/Bryson Tiller/Jayceon Taylor/Big Duke/Titus/Stanley Benton

Bryson Tiller：

You say he ain't treatin' you right

Huh

Still yeah

So go and tell me why

Why you upset

Yeah

Why you frownin'

Why

Why you frownin' why you down and

Yeah

N***as wildin' love to waste time and

That's right

Play her like violin I had to dial in

Phone-up yeah

Yeah I had to dial-in you was the angel that got assigned him

You had to change him had to remind him

Love was a danger right then I chimed in

I had to chime in

Why even try him

You ain't on the side of him

And if it's not him I guess it's mine then

I played the side then guess I'm the main now

Got a man boy can run and play games now

Play the games now

I know it's strange how

Yeah

You get the praise now

You get the claim now

Things been so much different since I came 'round

She say "d**n " like she trippin' out the Greyhound

Call me

Call me

Soon as the plane down when you saw me

Girl yeah

Smiles on your face now 'til your jaws weak

Yeah

Ain't nobody else it's all me

It's all me

Since you met me it was all me

Yeah

For real

Real

Bryson Tiller/The Game：

'Til the mornin' 'til the evenin'

Evenin'

I give you real love when you need it

When you need it

If he was decent wait 'til you see this

Yeah

I better love you more than he can

More than he can

'Til the mornin' 'til the evenin'

I give you real love when you need it

If he was decent wait 'til you see this

I better love you more than he can

The Game：

Wake up break up make up play f**k

Lay up no sleep no sex say less

Get dressed then trade up

Two cribs revolvin' doors A.M. P.M

I'm in I'm out she stressed she saw a DM

And I'm still not a player but you still a hater

Elevator to the top hah see you later I'm gone

New A.P. pimped out piece

In-house cheeks Z-4 pimped out seats

Penthouse suite lease with an option to buy

Coppin' the five-oh Benz for when I'm not in the sky

Puffin' a lot sippin' on that Cliquot

Up in the Benz Heathrow with this freak ho

Drippin' like I'm G Perico

I ain't a player but I crush a lot

When I'm inside a designer eyeliner turn to tears

When I touch the spot

Throw up the Duss' I'm about gettin' loot

And I knock them boots on that Roosevelt roof

I don't wanna be a player no more

I'm not a player I just crush a lot

Game and 'til are lit and still got what you lookin' for

Stay down stay down stay down

Bryson Tiller/The Game：

'Til the mornin' 'til the evenin'

Evenin'

I give you real love when you need it

When you need it

If he was decent wait 'til you see this

Yeah

I better love you more than he can

More than he can

'Til the mornin' 'til the evenin'

I give you real love when you need it

If he was decent wait 'til you see this

I better love you more than he can

I don't wanna be a player no more

Game and 'til are lit and still got what you lookin' for

Stay down stay down stay down

I don't wanna be a player no more

Game and 'til are lit and still got what you lookin' for

Stay down stay down stay down

Stay down stay down stay down

Stay down stay down stay down

Stay down stay down stay down