Chuckfm - Down and Up Lyrics

I always smile for the pose yo
And then cry at the photos
Of the ones that I've lost
That are hung on a wall
Hypnotized, going loco
My mind's in the ozone
Minimizing my low woes
Wanna try but I don't know
How can Butterflies
Wanna fly when they're so low
Red wine in a solo
Re-re-re
Rewinding in slow mo
Just to find the time
To remind me I'm almost
Drowning in tears
Going down in a row boat
And she keeping it afloat though
All her selfies looking like a promo
But I can tell she's hurting on the
Lo-low
Living every night in a fight at the dojo
I wanna bring it on back
And depending on the ending
I'm gonna give you the facts
I like spending every minute
In reliving the past
I like living at the limit
In an imminent crash
Like whoa
The beginning to the end in a flash
We all know you're pretending
To get rid of the bags
You wanna be hidden
So you tinted the glass
But you're getting nowhere
Cuz you emptied the gas
Like whoa
And I see you invented a mask
You want it on like it's printed
And go live in app
And I know you're pretending
When you giving 'em laughs
With a heart full of gas
And you flicking the match
Watch it go higher
Hanging on a wire
It's the fall of a king
Let him open up his wings
And set 'em on fire
Huh
May Day
I'm losing altitude, whoa
I'm going down, down
And out the loop, go
I'm sounding out loud
And out to you, so
I'm guess I'm screaming at something
Speeding in and out
And I'm weaving at nothing
Put it in reverse
I wanna do it again
Reviewing the end
Until I'm seeing that coming
Seeing that coming
Seeing that coming
Seeing that coming
Seeing that coming
Seeing that coming
Seeing that coming
Seeing that coming
Going down
Yes, thank you
I can make it go up too
You can, well isn't that wonderful
You get long rides if you go up first
And then come down
Alright, let's go up
All aboard, going up
Uh,
Well let's take it up a higher notch
Require watts peaking
The deacons, even the choir watch
I feel the flames burning
The church is earning
The highest stock
Entire plots of land
And then handing you the donation pot
Uh, yeah
Oh the fire's hot
But walk across the coals
With my soul holding the flyest crocs
Hahaha
I swear to god
That I know my flow
Is colder than cold shoulders
In designer tops
Yeah
And I'm tryna stop
Reminded of the nineties
And I'm fine, but the rhyming stopped
So rewind the clock
And bring it back hiphop
I'm bringing back hiphop
I'm bringing back hiphop
Yeah I'm bringing back hiphop
The vibes in my soul
So I'm bringing that...