Till I Fall

V. 1
Till I fall back down to the motherfucking ground,
I'mma spit it like a lugey in ya motherfucking mouth
I don't play with the game, don't play with my name
I'mma throw it right back in ya face, just sayin
I'mma do it til I fall, get the hell up off my balls
You should know it by now, I don't really fuck with y'all
I just keep on pushing for that tip top spot
Every track that I drop, straight flames, don't stop
Burn your house to the ground, with the vocals I lay
Got these hating ass bitches like he so cray!
My brains insane when I spit it like this
When I get up on the mic, you be in deep shit
When I spit like this, I be right up on the map
Got you asking Dee Jaymes why you do em like that
That's the way it is, I just give it my all
Till there's nothing left to do but to go until I fall

V. 2
When you spit it like a king, gotta crawl before you walk
Then I'm running to the finish, don't stop til I fall
I been doing this shit too long to stop
And every motherfucker wanna get what they ain't got
They wanna see me fail, fallin right on my face
But ill pick myself up and thrive on the hate
Fill up my plate, with the background noise
You can see just how I do it, with composure and poise
And you gonna get destroyed when you fuck with my life
You don't wanna end up like a bitch of an ex wife
Moving on to the next life, passing away
Ain't nobody gonna miss you when you up in the grave
Ain't nobody gonna miss you when you living with the issues
So you better get the tissues when I get ready to diss you
Cuz I'm spitting like a villain when I get up on a mission
You be wishing I was killing the vision, till I murder you bitches

(V. 3)
They want my name, and they want my money
But they really don't want it when i be spitting like a dummy
You can do what you wanna do, try to take what I got
But you'll never get the love when I make it to the top
Cuz nobody wanted anything to do with my life
When I was living with the struggles, I was living with the fight
Got my face ghost white, got me sick to my stomach
And now they want a piece of me, fuck that, I make you run it
Cuz I'm coming for the fame, and I'm chasing the dream
Ain't nobody see the shit I deal with behind the scenes
Got the baby momma drama, all the exes tryna cut
All the fake ass friends wanting money, man what the fuck
All the people wanna doubt what I do with my time
I'm just tryna chop it up, with every motherfucking rhyme
That's fine, you can try your best to take it all
But I'm pushing for the positivity till I fall



Credits
Writer(s): Dustin James Mcquaid
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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