fall - lonemoon

All these people tryna fall on me, not a person that can ball on me

And my sister play guitar, get whatever one she want, homie

We’ll be smoking on cigars, homie

And be sipping on ciroc, when we make it to the top, homie

When we make it to the top

When we make it to the top, when we make it to the top, homie When we make it

to the top

When we make it to the top, yeah (to the top)

Broke boys in a cadillac

Thinking about my work, thinking about my past

I don’t know nothing about being lovesick

Lost it on a road trip

I don’t have a heart, that shit is stolen

Somebody came to hold it, and I swear I keep smoking

To keep from drowning in the ocean

Moon machine broken, oh shit

All these people tryna fall on me, not a person that can ball on me

And my sister play guitar, get whatever one she want, homie

We’ll be smoking on cigars, homie (yeah)

And be sipping on ciroc, when we make it to the top, homie (to the top)

When we make it to the top (way up)

When we make it to the top, when we make it to the top, homie (make it)

When we make it to the top (gone make it)

When we make it to the top, yeah, hey

I feel illegitimate, I’m feeling pissed off

With the wrists on, I ain’t never heeded any wisdom

This one, ain’t a chick’s song, or a fist song

This the every day I feel like balling like a piston

Ooh, I got it too smooth

But the truth is I only need you

And your forgiveness

And your forgiveness

Ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh (yeah)

Ooh-ooh (yeah)

Ooh-ooh (yeah)

Ooh-ooh (stay)

Ooh-ooh (right now)

All these people tryna fall on me, not a person that can ball on me

And my sister play guitar, get whatever one she want, homie

We’ll be smoking on cigars, homie

And be sipping on ciroc, when we make it to the top, homie

When we make it to the top

When we make it to the top, when we make it to the top, homie When we make it

to the top

When we make it to the top