歌词

(And I keep fallin' in this darkness)

Ayy, ayy, I keep fallin' in this
Black hole, black soul with no pot to piss in
I'd let go, but my brothers gotta eat
I got a lotta problems, but the money give me what I need

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Yeah, ayy, I keep the blick on me
Run him for his motherfuckin' shit, he threw a fit on me
I see through the window, through the tint, I'm in a big body
Lips on me, your bitch like to do it, why yo' bitch on me?

Let's get it going, let's get it going, let's get it moving
Bitches stupid, I'm on the big screen like the movies
If you wanna try to see me, bring me the bands, let's get into it
I'm a motherfuckin' Walking Dead zombie when I'm zooted

He said he bigger than me, let's show the figures and see
Who got a million? It's time to bring the digits
I fidget when motherfuckers try to blemish my image and rip it
I hit the blunt and watch the smoke hit the ceiling
I like the feelin' like (feelin' like)

I keep fallin' in this
Black hole, black soul with no pot to piss in
I'd let go, but my brothers gotta eat
I got a lotta problems, but the money give me what I need

Yeah, ayy, I keep the blick on me
Run him for his motherfuckin' shit, he threw a fit on me
I see through the window, through the tint, I'm in a big body
Lips on me, your bitch like to do it, why yo' bitch on me?

Bitch, you dumb, you think you're getting something from me?
I came from nothin', you ain't call until I have somethin' to bring
It's hard to fathom, money, drugs are steppin' and comin' to me
The .45 gon' hit yo' melon, I'm runnin' and gunnin' the beam

Smokin' up sacrificial, coughin' often, I stuck his body, dropped 'em
I'm in LA, I had to get high before the Uber got me
I'm in her place and now she be fiendin', I had to move her off me
Poof, he gone
There's somethin' about this dope gon' make me fall and drop in

Ayy, ayy, I keep fallin' in this
Black hole, black soul with no pot to piss in
I'd let go, but my brothers gotta eat
I got a lotta problems, but the money give me what I need

Yeah, ayy, I keep the blick on me
Run him for his motherfuckin' shit, he threw a fit on me
I see through the window, through the tint, I'm in a big body
Lips on me, your bitch like to do it, why yo' bitch on me?

Ayy, I keep fallin' in this
Black soul with no-
I'd let go-
But the money give me what I need
Keep the blick on me
Fuckin' shit, he threw a fit-
I see through the window, through the tint, I'm in a big-big-

(A-and I keep fallin' in this darkness)
(Darkness)

Writer(s): David Bradley Wilson, Rosemary Clare Louise Francis, Nathan Scott Fuller

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