Falling Skies Lyrics

I ain’t got no fear for no man my haters pro stans

Dap me up while at my programs taxed by the doorman

Skills twice as good as most man I’m ya favorite Post man

Special deliveries with both hands that'll ruin your plans

They told me Im never gonna reach these goals

You talk a big game lil buddy don’t choke

Aiming too high man just play your role

Life’s too low for me reach these hopes

Already know how these things go

Stay up in my lane paint these van goes

Theres peace in pain that’s the thing i chose

No defeat for the g cuz the king he rose

I be that handsome whipper snapper that be rapping on the regular

Nappy hair having causing havoc for competitors

Black and educated eloquent in my vernacular

Wifey way too bad had to curtain call the bachelor

In the past I been a bastard now I walk as an ambassador

Dark skinned Fred Astaire steady sliding down banister

Felt a couple shots but boy you need a bigger caliber

The kid is built tough won’t catch me dodging any challengers

No where to run under these falling skies

But still i rise still I rise

Storms of life will make you slip and slide

But still I climb still I climb

Ain’t nothing you can do to hold us down

Ain’t nothing you can do to hold us down

You don't wanna see what happens in my cerebellum

You just want some entertainment at ya kid reception

You really just want that fried chicken and watermelon

Throw gang signs out the window while riding around with felons

Your motives hellish why you embellish for currency

Currently cousins dying I’m encouraging some urgency

White shirt converted burgundy

My heart is burdened determined to show you purpose b look past the surface b

Don’t mind the third degree reverse the curse fore it’s curtains

Before the symptoms worsen search for life within his verses

Promise certain watch him change ya heart just like he was a surgeon

These suburban rappers have ya broken body whippin hearses

Sick of these trash can rappers asking where my blue check

Busy grinding for a real one you verified on some food stamps

Plus the hands is too fast who got ya boys too gassed

My 16's outlast ya deuce deuce my legacy too vast

No where to run under these falling skies

But still i rise still I rise

Storms of life will make you slip and slide

But still I climb still I climb

Ain’t nothing you can do to hold us down

Ain’t nothing you can do to hold us down