Thurz - Falling Up lyrics

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Hook:

All these feelings, always on thing

And all these even falling on ..

And when I’m feeling lost I’ll never change

Falling you ‘cause still..

Stepped outside, Net glissin’ and sweat,

Grippin’ that fresh set that I rack,

With all those next up impressed

And what’s pressed up with my chest,

Boy I don’t sweat it out in their sets,

And I pour it out in these speakers,

Man I check it down to these decks,

And that’s what I get, kids come around,

Forget the doubts and the pound,

Back in the town, somewhere in Seattle

But now she spoke in .. and coming out

Ask cow, so much money goes in to it,

Who’s my influence, how long you’ve been doing it?

now have this long .. this mother*ckers ain’t even got to put up a palm point into it,

So I swim through the shit, blick grow .. and my face it

And my pits rick but I don’t really care

‘cause the crowds out there bad they moving with me,

But if I just blink, I love is just dream,

And confuse that scene, with the light that I’m all between

Looking for a balance lose and steem, and forget when the provement means

But I do this thing for the kids and murb

Fans will say but they heard you,

The kids pass ... but all the other rappers

Looking at me like I felt your bust too,

And that’s all about it is, shit that’s all about all it was,

I don’t really think nothing else in this life

So never gonna feel like falling up.

Hook:

All these feelings, always on thing

And all these even falling on ..

And when I’m feeling lost I’ll never change

Falling you ‘cause still..

I still, I still hold you

Oh when I’m falling up

The dreams don’t die, even when the body does,

And mine fits quick, and the mission probably just,

And stays right there when you learn the 14 years on surface,

Raps f*cking for the perfect ..

Be with my friends on working stamping labels on the .. surface

Now it’s oh sir, slinging out is after this shows,

All the cat lookin’ back in this rose, of this kids with the hands up practice grown

Practice I’m post to .. somewhere between that height

And where my life in, right in the type of life expanded,

Hopefully one that could be with recycle that means,

But don’t make trash, so the music that blast,

Represents what we have, so even when the time passes,

And we become the past, none of this can sound our body ..

Call the grass I guess but classic is what it always was,

So fuck here down with you on the ground,

Please don’t catch me if I’m falling up.

Hook:

All these feelings, always on thing

And all these even falling on ..

And when I’m feeling lost I’ll never change

Falling you ‘cause still..