G.Q.

G.Q. - FALLS DOWN lyrics

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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 motherfucker"

Got a cougar on me ‘cause she heard I'm a motherfucker

A motherfucking 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 niggas whack as fuck, they ain't even kinda good

Hall of fame? Nigga, you ain't even Harold Miner good

Only pick the phone up if I know her vagina good

Me and bro working, making sure Asia and China good

Shit, 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 bullshit 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, nigga

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, damn right delirious, hella 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 fuck that

Mental damn 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 niggas go

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

Fly as a pilot drinking a Red Bull

Thumbing through life, work the station, random ass verses

Breezy niggas stayed away like churches

I expected more from you, niggas, 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 asses became masters for sure, though

Back when Toe had the two toed cutlass 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 bitches 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 constituents 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

Shit 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 nigga need so much millions that I'm a snob

Fuck what you

Fuck that shit, man, I ain't gotta say no more

I'm better than you, niggas

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

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