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Falling Falling It’s falling into pieces They try to put me on a backburner Yeah, back in school I was a bad learner Yeah, ‘til they put me in the lab, murdered everything they had Man I’m way to assertive with all the working on this pad They can never deter me, just have me swerving off the path Never occurred to nobody I was in the bad way Staring at a gun with a blunt in the ash tray Put it to my head, swear to God that this my last day Can’t pray, I feel like God is mad I just saw my Aunt, had to tell me that my cousin noddin' out again How many times we gon’ do this, man? It’s out of hand I got a better plan, no one try’na listen Take depression and divide it by persistence Took my vision and I made a fucking business It’s on me since beginning, I was built to go the distance So insistent on providing my assistance Bitch I’m different than these motherfuckers Then I hit ‘em with some uppercuts Never giving love, I’m just try’na give it back though Backstage on the bus feeling mad low Way late, I can’t even pay the landlord Whole life ain’t shit, I been mad poor SongtexteLately I been round the world, every airport Fuck a sad story, I’ma skip the bad parts 2020 in the vision, we gon’ blast off Who am I? I live with my head under a gun Keep my head down and try to hustle Get scared but I never run Fuck the suicide Said you gon’ have to kill me when I’m done And if Jesus come down to save us you’ll understand what we’ve done (Go, go, go, go!) Who am I? I live with my head under a gun Keep my head down and try to hustle Get scared but I never run Fuck the suicide I’m falling I’m falling into pieces See the older I grow they get more on my dick Holding that shit like I’m taking a piss It’s moments like this that make us who we is Try’na make a better life for our kids Forgive me for flashing this thing on my wrist It feels so good when you came up with shit My mother and father thought I was a dick Cause I had no car and no place I could live But now I been chilling just repping my team My efforts allowed me a second to breath You don’t know my story, you don’t know my life You don’t know what it’s like to go to the bank And not have a dollar for all of these hours So now that I got ‘em I'm calling them out And I’m letting them know that we’re here Excuse me sir, you’re in my chair I’m head of the table, butter my bagel Cinnamon Raisin and I drink Hazel Not coffee, don't fuck up my order or You're fired, you're fired Said riding around, they know me in the hood Cause I know I've done everything I could That's why my whole team, we all eating good I am the focus of what we all could We coming for you-nite together as one Don't think that my work will ever be done Someone will have to come sever my tongue Cause every morning I'm up with the sun Been sharpening blades, I been loading my gun Waiting for someone to say something dumb Who am I? I live with my head under a gun Keep my head down and try to hustle Get scared but I never run Fuck the suicide Said you gon’ have to kill me when I’m done And if Jesus come down to save us you’ll understand what we’ve done (Go, go, go, go!) Who am I? I live with my head under a gun Keep my head down and try to hustle Get scared but I never run Fuck the suicide I’m falling I’m falling into pieces Wait hold up, stop the show I'm not high, but I'm not so low I'm not defined by the things I know It's just too close, man, I can't let go Yeah, drift away with me now Sit back with an eighth of some loud Wish I could be who I say to the crowd I'm a superhero now, I need a cape and a crown I'm an ape, made a sound in the middle of New York Took around the nation, got a little bit of love No filter, yeah, I'm bitter with the plug Too busy judging to consider what it was Steady hating like they did it out of love Trav came and pulled a motherfucker out the mud I had a little bit of fight left, a little bit of buzz Just a little bit of life left, whole lot of blood Now I'm boutta make a milli off t-shirts Was up late doing my research Had to swan dive in this bitch feet first No high fives, running until my feet hurt I tell you one thing, we ain't getting weaker Whole team taken care of over features I ain't gotta break the bank just so I can eat bro Little bit of weed and my mama living decent Who am I? I live with my head under a gun Keep my head down and try to hustle Get scared but I never run Fuck the suicide Said you gon’ have to kill me when I’m done And if Jesus come down to save us you’ll understand what we’ve done (Go, go, go, go!) Who am I? I live with my head under a gun Keep my head down and try to hustle Get scared but I never run Fuck the suicide I’m falling I’m falling into pieces Aus Songtexte Mania