Listen to Fallin' Apart (feat. Denzel Curry & Pell) by Young Franco

Fallin' Apart (feat. Denzel Curry & Pell)

Young Franco

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Franco
Young Franco
Programming
Pell
Pell
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joey Da Rin De Barbera
Joey Da Rin De Barbera
Composer
Jarred Pellerin
Jarred Pellerin
Composer
Steve Monite
Steve Monite
Composer
Tony Okoroji
Tony Okoroji
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joey Da Rin De Barbera
Joey Da Rin De Barbera
Producer
George Nicholas
George Nicholas
Mixing Engineer
Sutured Mastering
Sutured Mastering
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

"He say," "She say" (Ayy) Never been concerned about the "He say", "She say" Uh Young Filipe Never been concerned about the "He say," "She say" Look inside my bigger, can you see it's my B-day? Everyday all day but I do not eat cake and I do not see hate Stink meaner, my demeanour with a Nina Señoritas wanna meet me at the Catalina Wine mixer, mix it up with my elixir Overlookin' the ocean, I'm hopin' I see flipper Young Filipe movin' like it's GTA But not CJ, more like Tommy, Cobby, facts Spacey nigga, you can call me Draxler Every fucking track and you know it's 'bout to slap, uh Dreams, I'm fallin' apart (Uh) Mine is getting so bad (Oh yeah) In the night Won't stop giving head, so I (Uh) Turn up, said they want fire, let it burn up Tryna break my habits but some days I gotta burn them Got your girl hooked off the truth, no Sojourner You know I'm Ja Rule with the pi-ink murder, so I was writin' 'bout tomorrow, what today call Throwin' curves at a nigga, no baseball We work through it, hashtag no days off Feelin' high, feelin' blessed, no Based God Dudes hatin' on my lines, no eight balls But I got dope in my quo speech napalm So before you wanna ride, check your breaks Y'all on very thin ice with some very cheap skates Margarita, no food, we do very cheap dates Don't give me bad mood but the head mad great, uh What's in my wallet? The keys to their heart is in deposit Dreams, I'm fallin' apart (Uh) Mine is getting so bad
Writer(s): Jared Pellerin, Wafia Al Rikabi, Joseph Da Rin De Barbera, Denzel Curry, Kyle Mabson, Tony Okoroji, Steve Monite Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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