Draggin Me Down

By Cilo

On LOS

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[Chorus]

Riding around the city, uh

I need a pound to lift me up

Dragging me down, you get me, uh

Dragging me down you-- (aye)

Riding around the city, uh

I need a pound to lift me up

Dragging me down, you get me, uh

Dragging me down you--(aye, look, uh)


[Refrain]

If you ain't talking money why you talking?

Why you talking?

Why you talking?

Yeah, If you ain't talking money why you talking?

Why you talking?

Why you, why you?


[Verse 1]

I pray that this god oughta kill all my tendencies

I turned my life to a fantasy

Lately they giving me airtime, they playing my shit out in Tennessee

They bringing me up out in Canada

I heard my song on the Radio One

This is the same Los from the slums, I learned to travel the globe with the drums

My momma told me that everything coming to me, as long as I always believe

And we ain't have nothing but only had faith, yeah

[?] living ain't safe, yeah

She dropping tears when I play her my new tape, yeah

I give the city a new face (I give the city a new face), uh

Reason to look to the sky, I paint a picture that dreams that's realer than all they facades

Come from a family of addicts, don't know if my daddy alive, but still they can't push me aside

Bitch I'm a living legend (sheesh!), call me an angel, triple seven

Dodging the danger, backing the bullets away, I'm hitting a big percentage

Scribbling sentence saved me from sentences, how I know what a blessing is

But I never learned about losses, uh, only learned what the lessons is

That's why I'm on top, uh, I put it all on my shoulders, ain't nobody gon' hold us back, ain't nobody gon' hold us


[Chorus]

Riding around the city, uh

I need a pound to lift me up

Dragging me down, you get me, uh

Dragging me down you-- Aye, uh

Riding around the city, uh

I need a pound to lift me up

Dragging me down, you get me, uh

Dragging me down you-- Aye, look, uh


[Refrain]

If you ain't talking money why you talking?

Why you talking?

Why you talking?

Yeah, If you ain't talking money why you talking?

Why you talking?

Why you, why you? (Aye)


[Verse 2]

Talking crazy like you can't get god for nothing (nothing!)

If I sign a deal I make some space inside the budget

18 Transit riding on the bus and now we're bussing

All that shit that you talking couldn't move me I ain't budging

Flying out the country from the west but Los still love it

I be out in Pari, drink tea but I'm still thugging

If you see me talk to me just like I was your cousin

Everyone my family even when I flex in public

Tattoo on my stomach brought Bottega boots to lunch and

"What's your favorite hobby?" I don't know, counting hundreds

Used to live with termites and the roaches had me bugging

Now we going platinum in my city when I run it yeah


[Chorus]

Riding around the city, uh

I need a pound to lift me up

Dragging me down, you get me, uh

Dragging me down you-- (aye)

Riding around the city, uh

I need a pound to lift me up

Dragging me down, you get me, uh

Dragging me down you-- Aye, look, uh


[Refrain]

If you ain't talking money why you talking?

Why you talking?

Why you talking?

Yeah, If you ain't talking money why you talking?

Why you talking?

Why you talking?

Why you, why you?


[Outro]

Now if you ain't talking money, take your broke ass home

If you ain't talking money, take your broke ass home

If you ain't talking money, get your broke ass on

If you ain't talking... money