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Falling

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Hip-hop/Rap

Falling est sorti le 22 mars 2024 par Warner Records dans le cadre de l'album Falling - Single

Détails du titre

AlbumFalling - Single

Date de sortie22 mars 2024

LabelWarner Records

Qualité mélodique

Acoustique

Valence

Dansabilité

Énergie

BPM96

PRÉSENTATION

PAROLES

Clip vidéo

Clip vidéo

Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION

1nonly

Chant

Dwilly

Programmation

COMPOSITION ET PAROLES

Clara La San

Paroles/Composition

David Wilson

Paroles/Composition

Nathan Fuller

Paroles/Composition

Orion Meshorer

Paroles/Composition

PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE

Orion Meshorer

Production

Dwilly

Production

Orion

Production

Paroles

(And I keep fallin' in this darkness)

Ayy, ayy, I keep fallin' in this

Black hole, black soul with no pot to piss in

I'd let go, but my brothers gotta eat

I got a lotta problems, but the money give me what I need

Yeah, ayy, I keep the blick on me

Run him for his motherfuckin' shit, he threw a fit on me

I see through the window, through the tint, I'm in a big body

Lips on me, your bitch like to do it, why yo' bitch on me?

Let's get it going, let's get it going, let's get it moving

Bitches stupid, I'm on the big screen like the movies

If you wanna try to see me, bring me the bands, let's get into it

I'm a motherfuckin' Walking Dead zombie when I'm zooted

He said he bigger than me, let's show the figures and see

Who got a million? It's time to bring the digits

I fidget when motherfuckers try to blemish my image and rip it

I hit the blunt and watch the smoke hit the ceiling

I like the feelin' like (feelin' like)

I keep fallin' in this

Black hole, black soul with no pot to piss in

I'd let go, but my brothers gotta eat

I got a lotta problems, but the money give me what I need

Yeah, ayy, I keep the blick on me

Run him for his motherfuckin' shit, he threw a fit on me

I see through the window, through the tint, I'm in a big body

Lips on me, your bitch like to do it, why yo' bitch on me?

Bitch, you dumb, you think you're getting something from me?

I came from nothin', you ain't call until I have somethin' to bring

It's hard to fathom, money, drugs are steppin' and comin' to me

The .45 gon' hit yo' melon, I'm runnin' and gunnin' the beam

Smokin' up sacrificial, coughin' often, I stuck his body, dropped 'em

I'm in LA, I had to get high before the Uber got me

I'm in her place and now she be fiendin', I had to move her off me

Poof, he gone

There's somethin' about this dope gon' make me fall and drop in

Ayy, ayy, I keep fallin' in this

Black hole, black soul with no pot to piss in

I'd let go, but my brothers gotta eat

I got a lotta problems, but the money give me what I need

Yeah, ayy, I keep the blick on me

Run him for his motherfuckin' shit, he threw a fit on me

I see through the window, through the tint, I'm in a big body

Lips on me, your bitch like to do it, why yo' bitch on me?

Ayy, I keep fallin' in this

Black soul with no-

I'd let go-

But the money give me what I need

Keep the blick on me

Fuckin' shit, he threw a fit-

I see through the window, through the tint, I'm in a big-big-

(A-and I keep fallin' in this darkness)

(Darkness)

Written by: Clara La San, David Wilson, Nathan Fuller, Orion Meshorer, Rosemary Clare Louise Francis

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