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REASON - Fall
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
REASON
REASON
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robert Gill
Robert Gill
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
SmokeyGotBeatz
SmokeyGotBeatz
Producer
Nabeyin
Nabeyin
Producer

Lirik

Yeah, soulful, soulful Yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah Look, she just wanna be a artist She just wanna be a artist She just wanna be a artist But shit a little difficult walking with a vagina Gotta find a manager that wanna get behind her without tryna get behind her Impossible Know she can make it, believe it with every follicle But not giving up pussy could be a obstacle She just wanna be an artist Go bar-to-bar with your favorite rapper Lines doper than your favorite trapper But who gives a fuck, bitch, we wanna see you shake something Ain't have a surgery, ain't tryna fake nothing Huh, good luck, boo, now you stuck too And talent could kill all of your weapons real But we ain't listen to shit without the sex appeal I had a convo with [Layla?], sharing some of her wisdom with me Came to kick it with me, talent, she wasn't missing any Lady Pac and Biggie, but still underrated It's like we all know the game, but still gotta play it Look, nigga, she just wanna be a artist But that shit feel impossible Know she can make it with every follicle But not giving up pussy could be your greatest fucking obstacle That's real Don't you fall, don't you fall, don't you fall Don't you fall, don't you fall, don't you fall Don't you fall, don't you fall, don't you fall Don't you fall, don't you fall, don't you fall Look, he just wanna be an artist But where you from, nigga? Who you bang with? Where your guns, nigga? Who you hang with? Oh you woke, huh? Fuck that lame shit You just another nigga, put some murder on Where your dance, nigga? Get your Shmurda on Huh, we need these young kids to follow in your steps We gon' walk you to your grave and celebrate your death Look, you said you wanna be an artist And we gon' turn you to an addict Get rid of the niggas that you got on with Then give you the tools to dig your own shit Surround you with some wack niggas Some yes-men that's gon tell you that your raps iller A couple cars, some jewelry, make your stacks bigger Then one day you could become the next Mac Miller Here's your chance nigga, sign here Don't you fall, don't you fall, don't you fall Don't you fall, don't you fall, don't you fall (Yeah, yeah) Don't you fall, don't you fall, don't you fall (Don't you fall, don't you fall) Don't you fall, don't you fall, don't you fall (Don't you fall) I wish I could change it, my soul getting dangerous I wanna be famous, ooh I wish I could change it, we all want the same shit Just wanna be famous, ooh Yeah, yeah I know my demons never change I know my heart should stay the same Said I would never sell my soul but I can't seem to find way I wish my dreams could wake me up But all these demons never change Said I would never sell my soul, I pray I never ever change Don't you fall
Writer(s): Holly Ann Lerski Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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