Falls Down - GQ, Problem, Badd Lucc

It all falls down, all falls down, all falls down

Falls down, when you tryna be somethin' 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 somethin' you ain’t ready to be

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 muthafucka»

Got a cougar on me cause she heard I’m a muthafucka

A muthafuckin' 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 doin' more than molly would

Most these niggas wack 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 workin' 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 gon' 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 watchin' 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

Let’s get it poppin', got a to fill

You tryna cycle without them trainin' wheels but you ain’t ready

The boys with the D but I wasn’t heavy

You needed the muscle, shared the hustle yea I wasn’t petty

Furious delirious, hella Eddy Murphy the

I’m working, I knew this wasn’t my purpose but the perks was fun

Told 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 huh

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 yea more than a pager

More than Adidas, they mourning for me to feed 'em

I will though

Me and in

Blowin' kush she uptown with talkin' bout how niggas go

Fly as a pilot drinkin' a Red Bull

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 for sure though

Back when 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

I’m a exciting rhyming kid

Me and my constituents blow the dust off the dust

Then get back to our gangsta but naw they tell it

how came through on his

But bird only do business, we ain’t doing no copies

Restoring some honour in this genre

Bad Lucc the real life piranha in waters with toads and anacondas

Peelin' gators for gator skins, hustling pimps

Robbing prime for they body type or sell 'em with shrimps or what have you

(what?)

None of it’s mathematical

Shit ain’t that deep, I’m better than more than half of you

99% was

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