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Fallen Men
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Fallen Men was released on May 29, 2021 by WalkDownSteppas / 224 Entertainment as a part of the album Youngest Stepper 2
May 29, 2021
LabelWalkDownSteppas / 224 Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
BPM
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

Yea all my fallen men I can't go into the pen (The pen)
These **** mad these **** Crying they can't fuck with me
I get the bag I get money that's that hustle in me I put my mind up in my music
You Can't take it from me they tryna spin the bin let off 30 in the wind (The wind)
Black on black this shit a crime I want my kind to win
Like when you deep inside your Thoughts
But they ain't listening I get them voices in my head boy they be pitching in
They tell me shoot I up the fye the bullets blitzing in (Blitzing in)
They try slide then we Gone slide boy we stay on 10 (On 10) up the glizzy
Then I shoot my brothers coming in
Need a ap on my wrist diamonds cold no shovel 30 stuck inside the dip below my Fucking buckle (Buckle)
800 For the stick nah I ain't tryna fucking tussle play
Where you lay we up the stick nah
Ain't tryna tussle (Ain't tryna tussle mmm)
Yea all my fallen men I can't go into the pen (The pen)
These **** mad these ****
Crying they can't fuck with me
I get the bag I get money that's that hustle in me I put my mind up in my music
You Can't take it from me they tryna spin the bin let off 30 in the wind (The wind)
Black on black this shit a crime I want my kind to win (To win)
Like when you deep inside
Your thoughts but they ain't listening
I get them voices in my head boy they be pitching in
They tell me shoot I up the fye the Bullets blitzing in see the dope boys on the block
They diamonds glistening
Need like 4 to 5 commas I don't need no friends (No friends)
Come from the trenches we
Don't got it we just want them bands got different struggles not my man
I can see the fake got off my ass I had to hustle put food on my plate
They gone tell you
That they love you, but all in all it's hate so I put my heart away
Yea all my fallen men I can't go into the pen (The pen)
These **** mad these ****
Crying they can't fuck with me
I get the bag I get money that's that hustle in me
I put my mind up in my music
You Can't take it from
Yea all my fallen men I can't go into the pen (The pen)
These **** mad these **** Crying they can't fuck with me (Fuck with me)
I get the bag I get money that's that hustle in me I put my mind up in my music
You Can't take it from (Can't take it from me) me
They tryna spin the bin let off 30 in the wind (The wind)
Black on black this shit a crime I want my kind to win
Like when you deep inside your Thoughts but they ain't listening
I get them voices in my head boy they be pitching in
They tell me shoot I up the fye the Bullets blitzing in
Written by: Deon Hawkins
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