Falling

Listen, in reality none of these rappers touching me
I break em off with ease that's word to Bun B
They always like to talk when the funds cheap
Never speak again if you don't love me
Swear that's how I'm feeling they should dub thee
King of this rap shit
Best youngin out the box like how this happen
Motherfuckers kept yapping
My homies with subtracting
Talking like you been blasting
Know you ain't with no faction
Just had the homies laughing
When i playing them your rapping
These motherfuckers acting
I said these motherfuckers acting

Said I done walked in every track but I ain't ever touch the ground
Never see me give a fuck like I been smoking on a pound
Never catch me in my city catch me in your bitches town
She fuck me for my music said she likes the way I sound
Wait, so I'm just here to talk my shit
Get the fuck up out my face do I need to call a lift
I been rapping 'round your head like I'm here to give a gift
I've been calling out shots maybe I could get you hit
Yeah maybe I could get you hit
Calling out shots maybe I could get you hit
Get the fuck up out my face do I need to call a lift
Maybe I could get you hit



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Writer(s): Maximus Murray
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