FALLING STAR (Solo)

All these thoughts in my head
Tryna turn them into real life (Real life)
Thoughts in my head
Tryna turn them into real life
Turn them into real life

I'm a falling star, orbiting round mars
Have I come too far
Should I crash this car
Popped another bar, numbing all these questions
I can't ever sleep bitch
I'm just way too restless
I'm a falling star, orbiting round mars
Have I come too far
Should I crash this car
Driving foreign cars
Bitch I don't even own this
Fucking lost soul, didn't know that I was homeless

Looking for my lane
Dropping some visine in my eyes
All because I'm seeing too much Mary Jane
Go on way too many dates
Maybe I'm just testing fate
But believe me I would do it all to get out this rat race
Switch the flow up, flow up
Finna pour some liquor in soda
Oh fuck I think I poured too long
Think I'm bout to throw up, throw up
What you gon' do for this cash
Clap that ass for these blue bills
We gon' take it slowly
Ride the vibe up off this blue pill

Ride it 'til we get to Mars
See my flat outside this rearview, yeah this rearview yeah
Vibe until we up on Neptune
Fuck it girl we're dead soon
We'll be dead soon

I'm a falling star, orbiting round mars
Have I come too far
Should I crash this car
Popped another bar, numbing all these questions
I can't ever sleep bitch
I'm just way too restless
I'm a falling star, orbiting round mars
Have I come too far
Should I crash this car
Driving foreign cars
Bitch I don't even own this
Fucking lost soul, didn't know that I was homeless

Staying up until the sunrise
Every morning eyes bloodshot cause I ain't done with it 'til it's mothafucking done right
Pop another addy gotta finish up the verse
At the same time, lyrics pop in my head at a strange time
Like a college freshman getting blacked at the bars, going back from afar
Taking home strange guys during strange nights
But bitch I can't help it
You blame me for wanting some more out this life
You cool and content with a bland nine to five
Out your mind then you live out your life and you die
That's not me, If I die it's in a bang
Cause in my point of view I could die any day
Die any day, die any day
So imma pour this henny, take a cup to the face

Ride it 'til we get to Mars
See my flat outside this rearview, yeah this rearview yeah
Vibe until we up on Neptune
Fuck it girl we're dead soon
We'll be dead soon, yeah

Ride it 'til we get to Mars
See my flat outside this rearview, yeah this rearview yeah
Vibe until we up on Neptune
Fuck it girl we're dead soon
We'll be dead soon

I'm a falling star, orbiting round mars
Have I come too far
Should I crash this car
Popped another bar, numbing all these questions
I can't ever sleep bitch
I'm just way too restless
I'm a falling star, orbiting round mars
Have I come too far
Should I crash this car
Driving foreign cars
Bitch I don't even own this
Fucking lost soul, didn't know that I was homeless



Credits
Writer(s): Davis Glanton
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