Fallback (Fall)
I been wasten
My time
Just fuckin with these hoes
I been wasten
My time
Just fuckin with these hoes
Love don't cost a thing
Love don't cost a thing
What does love bring
But no problems and more pain
Love don't seem to stay
Love just go away
Love is leaving baggage
With nobody here to claim
Nothing's been the same
Since the first came my way
Nothing numbs the pain
Nothing seems to change
But the name and the face
The time and the place
Nothing seems to last
Have me down bad
Picking up peaces
Trying to put myself back
Late nights lonely
Have a nigga looking back
On when I chased the pussy
When I should of chased the bags
Stressing of a chick
Who could never love me back
Leading with my feeling
Trying to recreate the feeling
Feinin so bad
Probably cost ya boy a million
Damn
Probably cost ya boy a million
Yeah
I been wasten my time
Just fucking with these hoes
I been wasten my time
Just fucking with these hoes
Everytime I let it in
It comes crashing down on me
If I took that time spent
I'd probably have mo money
Mo money
Ain't nothing wrong wit love
I'm just over love
Cus what money can't buy you
You lose with love
Have you feeling suicidal
Cus you missing em
Leaning on the bottle
Sipping feelings now
Money out ya pocket
Cus you missing em
Can't miss out on profit
Cus my feel now
But it's really something
About it that hit different now
Say it's really something
About it that hit different now
I been wasten my time
Just fucking with these hoes
I been wasten my time
Just fucking with these hoes
My time
Just fuckin with these hoes
I been wasten
My time
Just fuckin with these hoes
Love don't cost a thing
Love don't cost a thing
What does love bring
But no problems and more pain
Love don't seem to stay
Love just go away
Love is leaving baggage
With nobody here to claim
Nothing's been the same
Since the first came my way
Nothing numbs the pain
Nothing seems to change
But the name and the face
The time and the place
Nothing seems to last
Have me down bad
Picking up peaces
Trying to put myself back
Late nights lonely
Have a nigga looking back
On when I chased the pussy
When I should of chased the bags
Stressing of a chick
Who could never love me back
Leading with my feeling
Trying to recreate the feeling
Feinin so bad
Probably cost ya boy a million
Damn
Probably cost ya boy a million
Yeah
I been wasten my time
Just fucking with these hoes
I been wasten my time
Just fucking with these hoes
Everytime I let it in
It comes crashing down on me
If I took that time spent
I'd probably have mo money
Mo money
Ain't nothing wrong wit love
I'm just over love
Cus what money can't buy you
You lose with love
Have you feeling suicidal
Cus you missing em
Leaning on the bottle
Sipping feelings now
Money out ya pocket
Cus you missing em
Can't miss out on profit
Cus my feel now
But it's really something
About it that hit different now
Say it's really something
About it that hit different now
I been wasten my time
Just fucking with these hoes
I been wasten my time
Just fucking with these hoes
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Writer(s): Isaiah Austin
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