Lyrics:
fallin' again
(fallin' again)
Been down and I don't know why
Same time, never been this high
My fears wanna take my mind
My heart tellin' me I'm fine
Why you wanna be my Zanna? Why you wanna be my Zanna?
80k streams on an album by myself, started wvvy crew and I did that by myself
I remember 2017 all
There is no time, I need to tell you about
The new album that is coming out
It's going to be really heavy
And it's gonna have some cool themes that
one deep
MF DOOM on my headphones
Album done so it’s tour mode
Spaceship in sports mode
Alien on my front seat
Earl Sweatshirt on my stereo
Space suits
You keep seeing the same thing over and over again
Time to give up you
Time to give up you
Time to get fucked too
Time to give up soon
What's up you
people with the
Same initiative at the same time, to, like
Bring cool shit back and make
It the shit again!
Modeliste: So going to your music
Where do you
and push me like that
So I'm back again, back again
Time to bring the action in
Greatness, only thing I put my practice in
Swear that's all I stand for like
Fuck it, you know I still run with them guys
Drive-bys a waste of my time, I want somebody to die
I risk it all, put my sack on the line
I came from
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
by it
I'd like to be my old self again but I'm still tryin' to find it
After plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your own
Now you mail back
Stop it, stop it hey radio, fuck you! Radio
Fuck you! Y’all don’t want to lose again a
Lot of people here tonight felt like
They lost you know why?
spine I think they need some Calcium
I got big stress
I take big steps
They say do it again I'm like say less
Planned to take a break
Wrote an album
They
again
I just live my truth and they can’t stop me from tellin’ it
I thought I’d be popping by now, thought that I would blow up
Throwback, on my Bubble
today's doe money
No time for your freestyles so roll money
No more whack albums with two joints
No more ballplayin' rappers who shoot ya two points
(No
fire proof
Yeah we at the top of the top
Back at it with an album again
Trash nigga already know he gon flop
Everybody already know we gon win (Back
And to me, we have a culture that, uh
Is surpassed by, by, by, by no other civilization, but we don't know anything about it
So again, I think I've
once again experiencing problems with his stomach
and after further investigation, the cancer had been found to have returned a third time
He was
rapper about to blow
But his album came, and it was not good
I think it went lead or double copper-wood
So the silly little fans, they were misled
By
By the time you make one I'll be on ten
Hit the studio nigga, and do it again
To the beat y'all, and it don't stop
It goes on cause I don't stop
left to sacrifice
It isn't worth holding out until my vision dies
I'm trapped inside the red room of an album lost to time
The days that we saw eye
something they’ll remember
Before they crown us kings, rest in peace young simba
We have come this far by faith, leaning on the Lord
But now you got to get
fuckin' way
But here I am, workin' in the studio
And your album ain't out because you're movin' slow
By the time you make one I'll be on ten
Hit the studio
the concrete
Older niggas I loved talked like they was above, maintaining a time sheet
That slow money, picked up the family business
By the age of thirteen,
(Baby, you know, you know, you know I need your love)
You cannot find no one better than this
Try to do right by you, but we can't mix, I tried
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