zelooperz - fallin' lyrics
[intro: zelooperz]
this gon’ get me a batch of b-tches!
[verse 1: zelooperz]
not ballin’, i’m failin’, i’m stackin’, i’m fallin’
too many shots, i’m standin’, i’m fallin’
too many blunts, now ballin’ i’m feelin’
never too much, failin’, i’m fallin’
can’t pay the bill, now i’m bailin’
hold on, bruh, let me go and get this money
can i give a shout out to my n-gga pac?
he let me stay at his crib, say i don’t owe him nothin’
to be real, you wanna go to brazil
bruh let me k!ll the game, i’ll fly to that b-tch
gimme that beat, i’mma body that b-tch
struggle life, said “bye” to that sh-t
scramblin’ for the change, tired of that sh-t
young n-gga sell whole lot of that sh-t
moms cried when i sold that sh-t
bet i ran out, now my pockets looking hit
tryna buy some raymond, lookin’ for sanction
lookin’ under the couch, lookin’ under the bed
that’s how i knew i was ’bout my head
n-gga can’t sleep and i need a new bed
used to be locked, i don’t need to smoke reg’
now a n-gga stressed out, p-ss that sh-t
can’t trust a b-tch, yeah, f-ck ya best friend
got me in the game like “n-gga, what’s next?”
[hook: zelooperz] (x2)
n-gga, i’m fallin’ (x4)
in love with the game, my life never be the same
[verse 2: dopehead]
[?], b-tch, fly stupid p-ssed
i got a smart b-tch, her b-tt is stupid thick
cause she ball hard and claim gucci clique
cause she poppin’ p-ssy, that jooky sh-t
i’m too legit, n-gga, that uzi spit
you disneyland, n-gga, that goofy sh-t
i’m zoned out, that [?] sh-t
i get wild, that boosie sh-t
i smoke loud, that zooty sh-t
got a stupid flow, that jooky sh-t
got a stupid ho, [?] super sl!ck
got a stupid [?], i hit a stupid l!ck
the smart b-tch suck super d-ck
she topped me off about super quick
i’m jooky, b-tch, king jooky, b-tch
i’ll pimp you, b-tch, i don’t give a sh-t
[hook]
[verse 3: danny brown]
my n-gga from the deuce-8 don’t sell dope after nighttime
[?] on the pipeline, i ain’t got no time to be writin’ rhymes
back seat of that two-door, them conflicts be crucial
if a n-gga don’t got my dough, you might be hit with a [?]
my mode survival, this bruiser sh-t be tribal
get close like [?], f-cked up ya green like geico
[?], i smoke dope [?]
no heat in that house, cold, to warm up, i had to use the stove
n-gga, i’m fallin’, n-gga, i’m fallin’, n-gga, i’m fallin’, n-gga, i’m fallin’
f-cked up on that game, [?] and ciroc keep callin’
now i’m ballin’, now i’m ballin’, now i’m ballin’, now i’m ballin’
yo’ b-tch all on my d-ck and, for sure, she keep on callin’
this that bruiser sh-t, that bruiser sh-t, dopehead, that jooky sh-t
coon in the room, legion of doom, y’all n-ggas that bogus sh-t
bruiser sh-t, that bruiser sh-t, dopehead, that jooky sh-t
coon in the room, leg’ of doom, y’all n-ggas that bogus sh-t
[hook]
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