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falls down - gq lyrics

ft. problem, badd lucc

it all falls down, all falls down, all falls down
falls down
i’m telling you
it all falls down, all falls down, all falls down
they love to watch you fall
swear they love to watch you fall

boy, i’m from the land of young hookers and sub-woofers
indiana jones at a table with bug cookers
on a basket in a river, baby, the flood took us
think she a prime rib, not even a fuddruckers
9th told me, “with the mic, boy, you a motherf-cker”
got a cougar on me ’cause she heard i’m a motherf-cker
a motherf-cking beast, everything in my house talk
i just feel good like a guest when the couch soft
never step on stars unless you go to hollywood
molecule in my system doing more than molly would
most these n-gg-s whack as f-ck, they ain’t even kinda good
hall of fame? n-gg-, you ain’t even harold miner good
only pick the phone up if i know her v-g-n- good
me and bro working, making sure asia and china good
sh-t, i’m a zombie, i ain’t dealing with bath salt
me and moms chattered, i hope it wasn’t our last talk
before i leave here, or even worse, she do
my best i ain’t give it to them, they just got a preview
a buffet of bullsh-t they gonna feed you
before they lead you to a snake and then eve you
look where i’m at ’cause how i rap
i see you watching but i guess you ain’t got time to say congrats
i put my heart and soul in these tracks
until the day my eyelids collapse
it all falls down, n-gg-

it all falls down, all falls down, all falls down
falls down when you tryna be something you ain’t ready to be
it all falls down, all falls down, all falls down
they love to watch you fall
swear they love to watch you fall
tryna be something you ain’t ready to be

let’s get it popping, got a pain to fill
you tryna cycle without them training wheels, you ain’t ready
the boys with the d but i wasn’t heavy
you needed the muscle, shared the hustle, yeah, i wasn’t petty
furious, d-mn right delirious, h-lla eddy murphy the turfy
i’m working, i knew this wasn’t my purpose but the perks was fun
told it once but didn’t burst my gun
pulled it out once i seen him shook his parka, son, i’m like f-ck that
mental d-mn near collapsed on me, relax, homie
realer than the music, y’all rather slap phonies
bang that but won’t bang this, huh?
my dance with the devil saw a few of y’all kiss, hon
for the fame these lames’ll do anything but not me, bro
i know my soul is cleaner than a tuxedo fresh out the tailor
i know it’s my time, i’ve lived in this lie like trailers
high baller strangers, do a t.i., son
man, he sure? hades, baby, yeah, more than a pager
more than adidas, they mourning for me to feed ’em
i will, though
me and susie in bad leezy
throwing kush, she uptown with bleezy talking ’bout how n-gg-s go

fly as a pilot drinking a red bull
thumbing through life, work the station, random -ss verses
breezy n-gg-s stayed away like churches
i expected more from you, n-gg-s, i lost faith in faith itself
when i turned up, i turned wealth
when i turned down you turned to the next man and gave him help
when i got chained i got the bill, i got cute and then i got filled
groupie -sses became masters for sure, though
back when toe had the two toed cutl-ss before though
i been living dreams that i couldn’t sell on ebay
back when i got kicks from east bay
i’m literally the greatest and they hate it when i say it but believe it
it ain’t how many metaphors i stick inside this thesis
it ain’t how many b-tches know my words to all my singles
it’s about the chemistry and how i remind ’em of cuban seagull
i’m a exciting rhyming kid
me and my const-tuents blow the dust off the dust
then get back to our gangsta but no, they tell it
they remember how shook came through on his mafia
but bird only do business, we ain’t doing no copies
restoring some honor in this genre
bad lucc, the real life piranha in waters with toads and anacondas
peeling gators for gator skins, hustling pimps
robbing prime for they body type or sell ’em with shrimps or what have you
none of it’s mathematical
sh-t ain’t that deep, i’m better than more than half of you
99% was lead prop
then me and him go at it so much in the booth i need a job
dog made him invincible, it’s the mob
a n-gg- need so much millions that i’m a sn-b
f-ck what you
f-ck that sh-t, man, i ain’t gotta say no more
i’m better than you, n-gg-s

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