Falling Back Lyrics

I'm falling back on a lot of shit

I'm falling back on the counterfeit

I'm falling back on the loans I give

I'm falling back with just blowing chip

I'm falling back with this lean I sip

I'm falling back with the love I give

I'm falling back with that tryin' shit

I'm falling back if it ain't money

That shit don't make no sense

My mama say that I'm changing money from different occasions

Smokin' on dope, I'm a Rockstar

I pop a perk, I'm a Popstar

She want dessert, get my cock hard

Who can deny that I'm going far

I love to turn her mind rated R

Recording deep strokes on my cellular

I cannot lack, cause these niggas be hatin'

Whole family push caps, that's the world that came in

That nigga, he died, he end up nameless

If you try its, very dangerous

She put my Glock in her purse

I put her clit in her hearse

I'm fuckin' all on a nurse

Think I'm in love with the clerk

Make money on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday

Friday, Saturday, Sunday

Make money on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday

Friday, Saturday, Sunday

I'm falling back on a lot of shit

I'm falling back on the counterfeit

I'm falling back on the loans I give

I'm falling back with just blowing chip

I'm falling back with this lean I sip

I'm falling back with the love I give

I'm falling back with that tryin' shit

I'm falling back if it ain't money

That shit don't make no sense

I'm falling back on a lot of shit

I'm falling back on the counterfeit

I'm falling back on the loans I give

I'm falling back with just blowing chip

I'm falling back with this lean I sip

I'm falling back with the love I give

I'm falling back with that tryin' shit

I'm falling back if it ain't money

That shit don't make no sense

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