Fallback
And I been tryna find yo love but I think it's best I fall back
Running to paper ion think that I can fall back
Fucking these bitches different hoes it's best I fall back
Wanna take trip around the globe so I can't fall back
No I can't call back 2 phones on me but some how you still get the dial tone
I said I love you I know I lied see I was dead wrong
Yo voice won't seem to leave my head
That shits it's dead and gone
Screaming no mercy on him I'm loaded right now as we speak
Broken from drug addiction i did some thing that you can't think
Keeso back in the cage New Years a shooting that's first degree
Playing deep in her kidneys but wonder if she playing me
Tattoos cover battle scars but I still internally bleed
My brothers gone that's like a lilo thugging without a stich
Keal say he miss me damn near cry why we sitting up on the phone
Ran out of patience fuck a friend better get a bag by yo lonley
Rule number one they not to friends so you better watch the way that you move
Rule number two run up that bag gotta get it by any means
Rule number 3 is have no mercy if you riding you gotta bleed
Go to war just like 300 with spartins up on my side
Won't ever tell them people my secrets it's going down in the grave
I seen plenty people on statements but claim they real to the game
And I been tryna find yo love but I think it's best I fall back
Running to paper ion think that I can fall back
Fucking these bitches different hoes it's best I fall back
Wanna take trip around the globe so I can't fall back
No I can't call back 2 phones on me but some how you still get the dial tone
I said I love you I know I lied see I was dead wrong
Yo voice won't seem to leave my head
That shits it's dead and gone
Deep in my thoughts looking at the man in the mirror
Factor the odds and do the math none of that shit gon add up
Police scanners in and out the cars make it hard to catch up
I was thinking about my ex but there's always a better one
Green light shooters already done
I Only say fuck you after im done
Why I lash out off the pills you prolly should ask the bro
Monday to Sunday steady working now they post my shit wit no asking
I need to put slugs in my mouth and go buss me down in a patec
We step on people places or things more specifically any noun
He keep on speaking action words only verbs come out his mouth
The shooter 16 he a shortie but I bet you he walk him down
Unload havoc with this choppa with melody in these rounds
Them singing niggas might really get you don't let them people get near
Running to paper ion think that I can fall back
Fucking these bitches different hoes it's best I fall back
Wanna take trip around the globe so I can't fall back
No I can't call back 2 phones on me but some how you still get the dial tone
I said I love you I know I lied see I was dead wrong
Yo voice won't seem to leave my head
That shits it's dead and gone
Screaming no mercy on him I'm loaded right now as we speak
Broken from drug addiction i did some thing that you can't think
Keeso back in the cage New Years a shooting that's first degree
Playing deep in her kidneys but wonder if she playing me
Tattoos cover battle scars but I still internally bleed
My brothers gone that's like a lilo thugging without a stich
Keal say he miss me damn near cry why we sitting up on the phone
Ran out of patience fuck a friend better get a bag by yo lonley
Rule number one they not to friends so you better watch the way that you move
Rule number two run up that bag gotta get it by any means
Rule number 3 is have no mercy if you riding you gotta bleed
Go to war just like 300 with spartins up on my side
Won't ever tell them people my secrets it's going down in the grave
I seen plenty people on statements but claim they real to the game
And I been tryna find yo love but I think it's best I fall back
Running to paper ion think that I can fall back
Fucking these bitches different hoes it's best I fall back
Wanna take trip around the globe so I can't fall back
No I can't call back 2 phones on me but some how you still get the dial tone
I said I love you I know I lied see I was dead wrong
Yo voice won't seem to leave my head
That shits it's dead and gone
Deep in my thoughts looking at the man in the mirror
Factor the odds and do the math none of that shit gon add up
Police scanners in and out the cars make it hard to catch up
I was thinking about my ex but there's always a better one
Green light shooters already done
I Only say fuck you after im done
Why I lash out off the pills you prolly should ask the bro
Monday to Sunday steady working now they post my shit wit no asking
I need to put slugs in my mouth and go buss me down in a patec
We step on people places or things more specifically any noun
He keep on speaking action words only verbs come out his mouth
The shooter 16 he a shortie but I bet you he walk him down
Unload havoc with this choppa with melody in these rounds
Them singing niggas might really get you don't let them people get near
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