This is a song about "Not coming down"

And her soul flew down not up,

Take em to the crib, yeah we gon fuck

Then i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

Not even let you touch me, why would i let you down my pants?/

It's a man's worldbut real women make tha shit go around

It's not a freestyle if you're typing it down

Coming to me on the down low bout his money slim though

With plans to reach the end even if i had to star slow

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

They smell you coming down, oh, look, you can see the flames,

Coming down hard like hail, wreckin versse like derail,

And every nigga that i hung with just use me for bail

Not something that should be coming from someone who befriends me,

I told her this here's overrated but i love your city baby

That shit was wack as fuck

Lights coming up, night coming up,