Fall In Love (feat. Baze)
Let's get together baby, we can live forever
I don't want another lady, I just wanna love you crazy
It's a night locking eyes with you every chance I get
Falling isn't the right expression, xanax iced with depression
I'm on a mission to end a fucking life
Stole all of cupid's arrows just so we could see him cry
Now he's dead, shot him in the head, mans been moving thin
Mixing molly with the percs and I'll even pop a king
If I told you ride or die girl you better not pretend
I got an alter ego but you don't wanna see him
Dreaming big, but for some reason all my dreams turn to shit
I made these millions, so I guess I'll make the most of it
So let's pour one to the lives that matter only speaking facts
Fuck a fake girl I won't fall for acts
You just acting up to act tough showing what you're made of
Baby girl you gave up, why the fuck you gave up
Lucky I'm the one who got the money, the millionaire faller just fell into out of your story
Yeah but you don't really care, you deny, promise you can testify
Always lying, so I give you space hit my old mans place
Molly and the percs for a rainy day, suicide or numb the pain, suicide or numb the pain
Fuck it I say YOLO
She put it in her mouth like a polo
She put it up and down like a yo-yo
I said baby you a loco
She buggin' on my phone like the popo
She mad but, she askin' for some more though
She wild, but she want me for the dough though
Maybe I should give her a go bro
My bros keep giving me a no no
My bad I still keep it on the low low
The memories filmed on the go pro
She wild, she snortin' on the coco
She suckin' me outta the o zone
Faded on the gas like a hobo
I pull up to her crib in a Škoda
My baby get a lil' closer
Mixing all the lean with the soda
Telling me all of her secrets
That's too much weight on my shoulders
That's only making me colder
Imma fight for you like a soldier
Imma pull up on you like a poster
It's gettin' hot like a toaster
That's cuz you keep pullin' me closer baby
Closer, keep pulling me closer
Baby has a man but he sober
Or atleast he claims he is, wait you didn't tell him it's over
All good gimme 5 ima pull up in a rover
And I don't say a word fuck being fake
I took your girl cause it gave you pain
I'm so so blessed by god I put in my faith
Can't you tell, can't you really fucking tell
She is eyeing me from space and I'm bout to go to hell
I don't want another lady, I just wanna love you crazy
It's a night locking eyes with you every chance I get
Falling isn't the right expression, xanax iced with depression
I'm on a mission to end a fucking life
Stole all of cupid's arrows just so we could see him cry
Now he's dead, shot him in the head, mans been moving thin
Mixing molly with the percs and I'll even pop a king
If I told you ride or die girl you better not pretend
I got an alter ego but you don't wanna see him
Dreaming big, but for some reason all my dreams turn to shit
I made these millions, so I guess I'll make the most of it
So let's pour one to the lives that matter only speaking facts
Fuck a fake girl I won't fall for acts
You just acting up to act tough showing what you're made of
Baby girl you gave up, why the fuck you gave up
Lucky I'm the one who got the money, the millionaire faller just fell into out of your story
Yeah but you don't really care, you deny, promise you can testify
Always lying, so I give you space hit my old mans place
Molly and the percs for a rainy day, suicide or numb the pain, suicide or numb the pain
Fuck it I say YOLO
She put it in her mouth like a polo
She put it up and down like a yo-yo
I said baby you a loco
She buggin' on my phone like the popo
She mad but, she askin' for some more though
She wild, but she want me for the dough though
Maybe I should give her a go bro
My bros keep giving me a no no
My bad I still keep it on the low low
The memories filmed on the go pro
She wild, she snortin' on the coco
She suckin' me outta the o zone
Faded on the gas like a hobo
I pull up to her crib in a Škoda
My baby get a lil' closer
Mixing all the lean with the soda
Telling me all of her secrets
That's too much weight on my shoulders
That's only making me colder
Imma fight for you like a soldier
Imma pull up on you like a poster
It's gettin' hot like a toaster
That's cuz you keep pullin' me closer baby
Closer, keep pulling me closer
Baby has a man but he sober
Or atleast he claims he is, wait you didn't tell him it's over
All good gimme 5 ima pull up in a rover
And I don't say a word fuck being fake
I took your girl cause it gave you pain
I'm so so blessed by god I put in my faith
Can't you tell, can't you really fucking tell
She is eyeing me from space and I'm bout to go to hell
Credits
Writer(s): Ashmal Hasan
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