Won't Fall Down
Cause I won't fall down
Don't you come around
Stay out my town
Don't let me see you around
Imma make you a couple pounds, If you find me walking round
I know they got it but I got it on me yeah, just as well
Fucking everything up around me, yeah Imma bring them hell
I mean like shit, I just as well
Fuck that, Fuck that, I can't ever come back
Compact, Compact, Iron in my backpack
Backlash, Backlash, Shit I think I might crash
Fuck that, Fuck that, Needle in a haystack
Fuck it up, Fuck it up, baby just give it up
Imma just level up, Imma just measure up
All of my racks and stacks, I got it now
Baby relax, the facts are getting out
Up in the studio where we be cookin up
He thinks he cool cause the dose that he doubled up
Eating your bitch like I'm eating some snacks
Fucking the beat up when I'm on the tracks
I need to relax, I need a relapse
I keep running laps, and dumping these craps
Maybe perhaps, you're gonna collapse
Keep screaming raps, shits kinda trash
You gonna get passed, this shit bouta blast
I'm boutta pass, see you in last
You're talking down yet nobody asked
You're talking now, cause that shit was rash
Cause I won't fall down
Don't you come around
Stay out my town
Don't let me see you around
That's just how it is now
I've gotta get out of this town
I helped them out when they were down
But I'm the one left to drown
Don't you come around
Stay out my town
Don't let me see you around
Imma make you a couple pounds, If you find me walking round
I know they got it but I got it on me yeah, just as well
Fucking everything up around me, yeah Imma bring them hell
I mean like shit, I just as well
Fuck that, Fuck that, I can't ever come back
Compact, Compact, Iron in my backpack
Backlash, Backlash, Shit I think I might crash
Fuck that, Fuck that, Needle in a haystack
Fuck it up, Fuck it up, baby just give it up
Imma just level up, Imma just measure up
All of my racks and stacks, I got it now
Baby relax, the facts are getting out
Up in the studio where we be cookin up
He thinks he cool cause the dose that he doubled up
Eating your bitch like I'm eating some snacks
Fucking the beat up when I'm on the tracks
I need to relax, I need a relapse
I keep running laps, and dumping these craps
Maybe perhaps, you're gonna collapse
Keep screaming raps, shits kinda trash
You gonna get passed, this shit bouta blast
I'm boutta pass, see you in last
You're talking down yet nobody asked
You're talking now, cause that shit was rash
Cause I won't fall down
Don't you come around
Stay out my town
Don't let me see you around
That's just how it is now
I've gotta get out of this town
I helped them out when they were down
But I'm the one left to drown
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Writer(s): Elijah Forsland
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