Down beat

Yeah

Way up

(woah)

New phone, same friends, less problems

I don’t chase trends, I just clock wins

Bright day, wrist glare when I walk in

Mom text, “talk first” when I log in

Two seats, one bag in the back now

Plane mode, whole life on a track now

Used to split meals, now we split plaques

Same ones laughed, tryna get a pic back (that’s crazy)

Got a halo made of auto-tune around me (around me)

Every little flaw turn better when it crowns me (crowns me)

They tried to dim it, but the glow still found me

I been low, I been high

Either way, I’m still shining on the downbeat

Singing through the static when it’s cloudy

They tried to drown me, now they gotta crown me

I been low, I been high

Either way, I’m still shining on the downbeat

Soft voice, but the stats talk louder

Late fees turned keys in a tower

First gen, whole fam on my back

So the drip got a little bit of power

Half drunk fears in a backroom

Turned to front row seats, that’s a classroom

Every “you can’t” now a tattoo

I forgive, but I still keep a stack too

Got a halo made of auto-tune around me (around me)

Every little flaw turn better when it crowns me (crowns me)

They tried to dim it, but the glow still found me

I been low, I been high

Either way, I’m still shining on the downbeat

Singing through the static when it’s cloudy

They tried to drown me, now they gotta crown me

I been low, I been high

Either way, I’m still shining on the downbeat