Falling

If I fall, then tell me, would you catch me (ooh)
Would you catch me (ooh)

I pop two pills
One in the blue hills, another back home
I'm feeling too real
I'm in a coupe with a baddie, I got my pants down
They try to fucking pull me over, put my pants on
Turn from eleven to thirteen, yeah I said fuck twelve
And all these women are seething, I'm by my fucking self
I'm having sex in my dreams, I need some fucking help
I hit like Tony Bellew, fuck it might as well

If you, think that you could love me, then won't you say so
I don't want to talk about how we lay low
I don't want hear about how your day long
All we ever talk about is the same song

You say all my songs sound the same
I can't get sex off my brain
It's like I don't get enough, I can't change
Oh no, you say you don't like that
But it all feels the same
XO on my chest, in my veins
I ain't got nothing left in my tank

Yeah, I'm gone
Yeah, I'm gone
Yeah, I'm gone
Yeah, I'm gone
Yeah, I'm gone (ohh, ohh)

If I fall, then I want you to catch me
But you ain't used to doing much
(Ain't used to doing much)
When I call and you can't even text me
I guess that there's no use in us
(Ain't no use in us)

There ain't no truth in love
There ain't no use in us

Yeah, ain't no use I've been falling
Yeah, ain't no use I've been falling
Can't catch me
Can't catch me, baby, I'm balling
(Can't catch me, baby, I'm balling)
(Can't catch me, baby, I'm balling)

5 mg's up now I'm rolling
(5 mg's up now I'm rollin')

Yeah, you not full can't afford it

You pull me down
I'm falling now
My heart so cold
Swear that I can feel a thing
I can't hear a sound

If I fall, then I want you to catch me
But you ain't used to doing much
(Ain't used to doing much)
When I call, and you can't even text me
I guess that there's no use in us
(There ain't no use in us)

Yeah, I had to switch lanes
Young lost boy, I come in with couture fangs
Ain't in the Mulsanne, but I'm still riding ghosts
I gotta' Pac-Woman bitch that always do the most
I got a vibe with a Gemini, and make a toast

To the judge and the jury and the plaintiff
I got love for them all, beat the case, I can't explain it
I ride her off a ball, leave the bitch and I don't bring it

I'm vain, I'm vain, I get it, I'll change, project the pain
I tried all winter, came back the same, I fucked my brain

It was all the fast money, and a sex, drugs
Yeah, the man I am now, ain't the man I was
It's like, I don't wanna love, I don't know why
I used to take a pill not to feel shy
Now I gotta' take sum' just to get by
I don't even know who I am anymore

If I fall, then I want you to catch me
But you ain't used to doing much
(Ain't used to doing much)
When I call and you can't even text me
I guess that there's no use in us
(There ain't no use in us)



Credits
Writer(s): Remington Frick
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