FALL
(You gon' fall, You gon' fall)
(You gon' fall, like a fuckin')
All this fuckin' paper in my bank account, go wild (Fuck)
No matter how much paper, ain't gon' change
Like I'm Jesus' child
Yeah, yeah, uh,
Fuckin' with my gang, uh
We done passed you, we done done it now
You gon', you gon'
You gon' fall, you gon' fall,
You gon' fall to the ground
I didn't do no deal with him,
fuck it, kept my soul
I don't play around like that, do what my father told
The only deal I'm signin' is a record deal
People rappin' to my songs, that's the real feel
Motivation, man, I'm on that shit like 24-seven
Didn't pay me all this shit for nothin', I ain't nettspend
Gonna give some to my family, be like, count it up
Count it up, see my bucks,
I done fucked this industry up
No more games, yuh,
Only fame, huh
It's my turn to take that plane, time to rain
All my music in this world in y'all faces
Time to hit them with a mace to the dome
All this fuckin' paper in my bank account, go wild (Fuck)
No matter how much paper, ain't gon' change
Like I'm Jesus' child
Yeah, yeah, uh,
Fuckin' with my gang, uh
We done passed you, we done done it now
You gon', you gon'
You gon' fall, you gon' fall,
You gon' fall to the ground
It's that type shit where I fail, but I come back
I don't look back,
What a useless thing to do
How bout cut the crap, stop the slacking
Only hit the world with the boom of me,
Of us
Take time, take it,
Only I know how to do it
Please don't take this from me,
I don't go easy, I won't go down
I love everyone of everybody, that's a fact
But I'll put y'all aside if I can't make it with a crowd,
That's a fact
All this fuckin' paper in my bank account, go wild (Fuck)
No matter how much paper, ain't gon' change
Like I'm Jesus' child
Yeah, yeah, uh,
Fuckin' with my gang, uh
We done passed you, we done done it now
You gon', you gon'
You gon' fall, you gon' fall,
You gon' fall to the ground
(All this fuckin' paper in my bank account, go wild
No matter how much paper, ain't gon' change
Like I'm Jesus' child
Yeah, yeah, uh,
Fuckin' with my gang, uh
We done passed you, we done done it now
You know, you know
You go fall, you go fall,
You go fall to the ground)
(You gon' fall, like a fuckin')
All this fuckin' paper in my bank account, go wild (Fuck)
No matter how much paper, ain't gon' change
Like I'm Jesus' child
Yeah, yeah, uh,
Fuckin' with my gang, uh
We done passed you, we done done it now
You gon', you gon'
You gon' fall, you gon' fall,
You gon' fall to the ground
I didn't do no deal with him,
fuck it, kept my soul
I don't play around like that, do what my father told
The only deal I'm signin' is a record deal
People rappin' to my songs, that's the real feel
Motivation, man, I'm on that shit like 24-seven
Didn't pay me all this shit for nothin', I ain't nettspend
Gonna give some to my family, be like, count it up
Count it up, see my bucks,
I done fucked this industry up
No more games, yuh,
Only fame, huh
It's my turn to take that plane, time to rain
All my music in this world in y'all faces
Time to hit them with a mace to the dome
All this fuckin' paper in my bank account, go wild (Fuck)
No matter how much paper, ain't gon' change
Like I'm Jesus' child
Yeah, yeah, uh,
Fuckin' with my gang, uh
We done passed you, we done done it now
You gon', you gon'
You gon' fall, you gon' fall,
You gon' fall to the ground
It's that type shit where I fail, but I come back
I don't look back,
What a useless thing to do
How bout cut the crap, stop the slacking
Only hit the world with the boom of me,
Of us
Take time, take it,
Only I know how to do it
Please don't take this from me,
I don't go easy, I won't go down
I love everyone of everybody, that's a fact
But I'll put y'all aside if I can't make it with a crowd,
That's a fact
All this fuckin' paper in my bank account, go wild (Fuck)
No matter how much paper, ain't gon' change
Like I'm Jesus' child
Yeah, yeah, uh,
Fuckin' with my gang, uh
We done passed you, we done done it now
You gon', you gon'
You gon' fall, you gon' fall,
You gon' fall to the ground
(All this fuckin' paper in my bank account, go wild
No matter how much paper, ain't gon' change
Like I'm Jesus' child
Yeah, yeah, uh,
Fuckin' with my gang, uh
We done passed you, we done done it now
You know, you know
You go fall, you go fall,
You go fall to the ground)
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Writer(s): Mathias King
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