Fallen Stars
I know on God I know on God
On God on God
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Riding round in a foreign car
In the city of the fallen stars
Try to make it but I know it's hard
I know on God
Go dumb for the buss down
Automatic for the Audemars
10 Toes when we touch down
Keep it real everywhere we are
We was down but we up now hey
All that hating won't get you far
Can't fall of dog no way
Can't stop done came too far
Riding round in a foreign car
In the city of the fallen stars
Try to make it but I know it's far
I know on God
Hit the target that's a bulls eye (Hey)
Wish I had wings wish I could fly (Word)
Tell the camera when they snapping get my good side
Don't confuse me with no rapper I got mob ties
Money call me out my sleep then I hit my feet
Mix the dirty with the clean bon apetit
Break it down like TLC when it's time to creep
Break the bread up wit my team then we have a feast
On the go like TTC we in the streets
Lil bitch I'm out your league I'm out of your reach
Thirty thousand in my jeans Patek Philippe
On my neck I'm drippin' V's I swear it's a leak
Riding round in a foreign car
In the city of the fallen stars
Try to make it but I know it's hard
I know on God
Go dumb for the buss down
Automatic for the Audemars
10 Toes when we touch down
Keep it real everywhere we are
We was down but we up now hey
All that hating won't get you far
Can't fall of dog no way
Can't stop done came too far
Riding round in a foreign car
In the city of the fallen stars
Try to make it but I know it's far
I know on God
Don't make a move if you not prepared
By lookin' in your eyes I could see you scared
I'm posted on the front line wit it yeah
Wave a stick like it's magic disappear
Buy stick by the twos came in pairs
Spent two thousand on my shoes hell yeah
I'm in the trenches with my crew we heavy there
My lil cousin he a fool he'll bring it there
I swear he got it in him right now
My lil nigga going crazy right now
I swear I got like thirty on me right now
That thirty bop will make a nigga pipe down
Riding round in a foreign car
In the city of the fallen stars
Try to make it but I know it's hard
I know on God
Go dumb for the buss down
Automatic for the Audemars
10 toes when we touch down
Keep it real everywhere we are
We was down but we up now hey
All that hating won't get you far
Can't fall of dog no way
Can't stop done came too far
Riding round in a foreign car
In the city of the fallen stars
Try to make it but I know it's far
I know on God
On God on God
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Riding round in a foreign car
In the city of the fallen stars
Try to make it but I know it's hard
I know on God
Go dumb for the buss down
Automatic for the Audemars
10 Toes when we touch down
Keep it real everywhere we are
We was down but we up now hey
All that hating won't get you far
Can't fall of dog no way
Can't stop done came too far
Riding round in a foreign car
In the city of the fallen stars
Try to make it but I know it's far
I know on God
Hit the target that's a bulls eye (Hey)
Wish I had wings wish I could fly (Word)
Tell the camera when they snapping get my good side
Don't confuse me with no rapper I got mob ties
Money call me out my sleep then I hit my feet
Mix the dirty with the clean bon apetit
Break it down like TLC when it's time to creep
Break the bread up wit my team then we have a feast
On the go like TTC we in the streets
Lil bitch I'm out your league I'm out of your reach
Thirty thousand in my jeans Patek Philippe
On my neck I'm drippin' V's I swear it's a leak
Riding round in a foreign car
In the city of the fallen stars
Try to make it but I know it's hard
I know on God
Go dumb for the buss down
Automatic for the Audemars
10 Toes when we touch down
Keep it real everywhere we are
We was down but we up now hey
All that hating won't get you far
Can't fall of dog no way
Can't stop done came too far
Riding round in a foreign car
In the city of the fallen stars
Try to make it but I know it's far
I know on God
Don't make a move if you not prepared
By lookin' in your eyes I could see you scared
I'm posted on the front line wit it yeah
Wave a stick like it's magic disappear
Buy stick by the twos came in pairs
Spent two thousand on my shoes hell yeah
I'm in the trenches with my crew we heavy there
My lil cousin he a fool he'll bring it there
I swear he got it in him right now
My lil nigga going crazy right now
I swear I got like thirty on me right now
That thirty bop will make a nigga pipe down
Riding round in a foreign car
In the city of the fallen stars
Try to make it but I know it's hard
I know on God
Go dumb for the buss down
Automatic for the Audemars
10 toes when we touch down
Keep it real everywhere we are
We was down but we up now hey
All that hating won't get you far
Can't fall of dog no way
Can't stop done came too far
Riding round in a foreign car
In the city of the fallen stars
Try to make it but I know it's far
I know on God
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Writer(s): Troy Charley
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