F**k Boy Fall
No no no
No matter the season,
The call me facetious
Not tryna mislead them I'm searching for reasons, the reasons I play
So many mind games
REASONS
Been to long, can't feel it
Swear I'm going numb, don't have no feelings
sending me a text, I'll respond when I feel it
Middle finger to the bird, throwing seed to the chickens
Focused on the music, eyes on the vision
I been on grind, writing songs for a living
No time for a dime but the vibe was exquisite, dropped a dime twice for the time she was giving
Then she hit my line, with the lies I was livid
And I never shy from the chance to deliver.
Vindictive as fuck when I'm sipping on liquor
Tearing up your heart like an NSYNC lyric
Real fly guy that you tried many times can't decided should I cry or keep playin with your feelings
Look up in the sky thank God I'm alive what a time to release this talent I've been given
I just rolled one
To blow some
Professing my love for this Doja, that Cat make a nigga bipolar
Fuck around and lose my composure
I'ma pimp to these hoes, Casanova
And I'm sicker than fucking pneumonia
Make her swallow that dick than expose her
Put the evidence printed on posters
Play a game of chess with your mind,
Screaming out check mate EVERYTIME
Bitch I Got yo ass falling off
Step back and rewind, flashback to a time
When you could've made you mine
Court side overtime
Stevie wonder, love is blind
Look me dead in the eye, tell a lie, no surprise
Bitch
Ain't no fucking surprises
No matter the season,
The call me facetious
Not tryna mislead them I'm searching for reasons, the reasons I play
So many mind games
So many mind games
IT'S FUCK BOY FALL
FUCK BOY FALL
YOU KNOW IT ALL
YOU KNOW ITS GONE BE HARD CAUSE ITS FUCK BOY FALL
I been getting real lifted,
Dogging on these hoes, real twisted
Young nigga spitting, real gifted
Mr. Meet ya mama, make ya holla in the kitchen
Fuck a hater, jealous over dollars tryna diss this
Pull up, like a baller I'll take a nigga bitch quick
Hit it from the side, ima slide in position
I'ma go ghost, Danny Phantom with the most, make her choke, now she begging on my line for attention
Its fuck boy fall
Fuck boy fall
You know it all, you know its gone be hard
Cause its fuck boy fall
Its fuck boy fall
Fuck boy fall
You know it all, you know its gone be hard
Cause its fuck boy fall
No matter the season,
The call me facetious
Not tryna mislead them I'm searching for reasons, the reasons I play
So many mind games
REASONS
Been to long, can't feel it
Swear I'm going numb, don't have no feelings
sending me a text, I'll respond when I feel it
Middle finger to the bird, throwing seed to the chickens
Focused on the music, eyes on the vision
I been on grind, writing songs for a living
No time for a dime but the vibe was exquisite, dropped a dime twice for the time she was giving
Then she hit my line, with the lies I was livid
And I never shy from the chance to deliver.
Vindictive as fuck when I'm sipping on liquor
Tearing up your heart like an NSYNC lyric
Real fly guy that you tried many times can't decided should I cry or keep playin with your feelings
Look up in the sky thank God I'm alive what a time to release this talent I've been given
I just rolled one
To blow some
Professing my love for this Doja, that Cat make a nigga bipolar
Fuck around and lose my composure
I'ma pimp to these hoes, Casanova
And I'm sicker than fucking pneumonia
Make her swallow that dick than expose her
Put the evidence printed on posters
Play a game of chess with your mind,
Screaming out check mate EVERYTIME
Bitch I Got yo ass falling off
Step back and rewind, flashback to a time
When you could've made you mine
Court side overtime
Stevie wonder, love is blind
Look me dead in the eye, tell a lie, no surprise
Bitch
Ain't no fucking surprises
No matter the season,
The call me facetious
Not tryna mislead them I'm searching for reasons, the reasons I play
So many mind games
So many mind games
IT'S FUCK BOY FALL
FUCK BOY FALL
YOU KNOW IT ALL
YOU KNOW ITS GONE BE HARD CAUSE ITS FUCK BOY FALL
I been getting real lifted,
Dogging on these hoes, real twisted
Young nigga spitting, real gifted
Mr. Meet ya mama, make ya holla in the kitchen
Fuck a hater, jealous over dollars tryna diss this
Pull up, like a baller I'll take a nigga bitch quick
Hit it from the side, ima slide in position
I'ma go ghost, Danny Phantom with the most, make her choke, now she begging on my line for attention
Its fuck boy fall
Fuck boy fall
You know it all, you know its gone be hard
Cause its fuck boy fall
Its fuck boy fall
Fuck boy fall
You know it all, you know its gone be hard
Cause its fuck boy fall
Credits
Writer(s): Charles Sallis Iii
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