The Fall Off

Watchin' my mentor fall away, and I'm feelin' awful every day
Watchin' my mind float in space, thinkin' I might just go insane

I just got a glitch on my Xbox, feelin' like shit
Card declined on my FPOS, tickin' shit off my motherfuckin' checkbox
I just told that bitch to get lost

I just put Vaseline in my mayo jar
I just broke my string, now I can't even play guitar
Drivin' fast on my motherfuckin' NASCAR Makin' cash, David Bowie, I'm a black star

Talkin' that shit, finna get hit, you a lil' bitch
Ice on my wrist, you ain't a blicky
Talkin' like Ricky, finna get sticky, I got a hickey

Yeah, me and AD yeah we back on these bitches with my Mag
And I got that Nike bag

Fallin' off, and I'm hangin' to the edge
Now I'm callin' off on my new events
Fallin' off, and I'm hangin' to the edge
Now I'm callin' off on my new events



Credits
Writer(s): Archie Dawson, Jayden Sexton
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