If I Fall begins:
[Hook]
As my life plays out I can feel my soul lifting
So if I fall, can you be of some assistance?
Can you be of some assistance?
For Me?
As my life plays out I can feel my soul lifting
So if I fall, can you be of some assistance?
Can you be of some assistance?
For Me?
[Verse]
I’d rather fall off then to try to fit it
Like the glove in 95 of OJ Simpson
So someone call the law cuz I keep killing
All these choruses for kids whose souls are missing
And they know that I’m gifted, no wonder they stay ripping
My flows like kids on Christmas with the presents that they getting
So now I keep it under wraps just like grillеd chicken
With tomato and the spinach, I make all thе hate diminish
With the words that I be typing all up in this notes app
Yeah knowing you a novice, I knew you would boast that
Yeah talking bout you the one who get the most racks
Or hold the most straps, goofy they not posed to know that
Here’s a L so hold that, shawty come and hold this
Sit up on my whole lap, show me you a pro bitch
The way you hear me flowing is proof that I’m floating
But I stay ten toes, my plans are all in motion
For me
So here’s a true story
By age of 7 I knew they would all adore me
By age of 11 I would feel all the glory
Reality is heaven, we the ones who make it gory
Yeah true story
Yeah yeah true story
Transitions into In My Thoughts:
Yeah
Yeah
Unh
[Verse 1]
Lol smh. I think the convos dead
You’re too dry, I think I’ll talk to myself instead
Don’t know why but like some locks, you the one I dread
You like to wine like rosé so we won’t ever wed
You’re too much but I don’t wanna tell you that
I wanna fuck but I don’t want the strings attached
I’m giving up to replying to yo text back
I can't give love when you don’t even give it back
When you don’t even get it back
Bitch what kind of type of shit is that?
(Like what? Bitch what kind of type of shit is that?)
[Verse 2]
So am I really happy or do I just portray it?
Am I really God or is that thought forsaken?
Am I really here or am I unawaken?
Am I really ready or do I need more patience?
Theses questions seem to be a bit too broad
Like how can one man know if he’s God
I already know I’m a shark amongst the cod
Well at least that’s what I think in this facade
And in this thought
And in this heart
And in this soul
[Hook]
As my life plays out I can feel my soul lifting
So if I fall, can you be of some assistance?
Can you be of some assistance?
For Me?
As my life plays out I can feel my soul lifting
So if I fall, can you be of some assistance?
Can you be of some assistance?
For Me?
[Verse]
I’d rather fall off then to try to fit it
Like the glove in 95 of OJ Simpson
So someone call the law cuz I keep killing
All these choruses for kids whose souls are missing
And they know that I’m gifted, no wonder they stay ripping
My flows like kids on Christmas with the presents that they getting
So now I keep it under wraps just like grillеd chicken
With tomato and the spinach, I make all thе hate diminish
With the words that I be typing all up in this notes app
Yeah knowing you a novice, I knew you would boast that
Yeah talking bout you the one who get the most racks
Or hold the most straps, goofy they not posed to know that
Here’s a L so hold that, shawty come and hold this
Sit up on my whole lap, show me you a pro bitch
The way you hear me flowing is proof that I’m floating
But I stay ten toes, my plans are all in motion
For me
So here’s a true story
By age of 7 I knew they would all adore me
By age of 11 I would feel all the glory
Reality is heaven, we the ones who make it gory
Yeah true story
Yeah yeah true story
Transitions into In My Thoughts:
Yeah
Yeah
Unh
[Verse 1]
Lol smh. I think the convos dead
You’re too dry, I think I’ll talk to myself instead
Don’t know why but like some locks, you the one I dread
You like to wine like rosé so we won’t ever wed
You’re too much but I don’t wanna tell you that
I wanna fuck but I don’t want the strings attached
I’m giving up to replying to yo text back
I can't give love when you don’t even give it back
When you don’t even get it back
Bitch what kind of type of shit is that?
(Like what? Bitch what kind of type of shit is that?)
[Verse 2]
So am I really happy or do I just portray it?
Am I really God or is that thought forsaken?
Am I really here or am I unawaken?
Am I really ready or do I need more patience?
Theses questions seem to be a bit too broad
Like how can one man know if he’s God
I already know I’m a shark amongst the cod
Well at least that’s what I think in this facade
And in this thought
And in this heart
And in this soul
( Joey Zen )
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