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Dr. Dre - Fallin Up
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Listen to Fallin Up - Single by Dr. Dre, Thurz & Cocoa Sarai
ALBUMFallin Up - SingleDr. Dre, Thurz & Cocoa Sarai
Listen to Dr. Dre Essentials featuring Dr. Dre, Thurz & Cocoa Sarai
PLAYLISTDr. Dre EssentialsApple Music Hip-Hop

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dr. Dre
Dr. Dre
Performer
Thurz
Thurz
Performer
Cocoa Sarai
Cocoa Sarai
Performer
Focus
Focus
Background Vocals
Erik "Blu2th" Griggs
Erik "Blu2th" Griggs
Keyboards
Trevor Lawrence Jr.
Trevor Lawrence Jr.
Drums
Fredwreck
Fredwreck
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
A. Young
A. Young
Composer
Dwayne Abernathy
Dwayne Abernathy
Composer
B. Edwards Jr
B. Edwards Jr
Composer
Tia Myrie
Tia Myrie
Composer
Y. Koffi
Y. Koffi
Composer
B. Perry
B. Perry
Composer
V Smith
V Smith
Composer
S. Jordan
S. Jordan
Composer
J. Kollie
J. Kollie
Composer
K. Williams
K. Williams
Composer
J Massey
J Massey
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dr. Dre
Dr. Dre
Producer
Dem Jointz
Dem Jointz
Producer
Lola A. Romero
Lola A. Romero
Recording Engineer
Quentin Gilkey
Quentin Gilkey
Recording Engineer
Jeremy Zumo Kollie
Jeremy Zumo Kollie
Assistant Recording Engineer
Jeffery “Champ” Massey
Assistant Recording Engineer
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
J Massey
J Massey
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

(Eyes, only, we gon' see) (These, eyes, only, we gon' see) Yeah, what goes up originally comes down Let the dollars levitate as the world goes round from the ground Keep fallin' up (Keep fallin' up) Keep fallin' up (keep fallin' up) As I fall up on this sentence so hot (envy) Can't feel it unless I put my hand on it like the killer did my money Keep fallin' up (Keep fallin' up) Keep fallin' up (Keep fallin' up) Now that I got my shit together, better than ever These motherfuckers habitualize like steppers Make a nigga wanna write a Dear John letter Hm, make her disappear, had to get the Penn and Teller A best seller, interstellar, good fella This a long kiss goodnight, ciao, bella My Air Force Ones steppin' on that Air Force One Leavin' fuckin' footprints on the sun Thirty-six shots and I only just begun One man band soundin' like a hundred drums Make that ass clap back, rum-pum-pum-pum Give it to me raw, that shimmy-shimmy, all that Brand new Ford Mach, this is what you call that You don't see that caution tape? Nigga better fall back (Heh) I got Hov on the line, I gotta call back Life's a bitch, and I'm takin' off the ball strap Well, they don't make real niggas like (these) Gone with it, bitch, you could see it in my (eyes) Post somethin' for them real motherfuckers (only) Oh, you a boss in this motherfucker? (we gon' see) No, they don't make 'em like (me) Envy is a motherfucker, see it in they (eyes) Private invitation, this is members (only) Fuck what you thought, niggas love to talk (we gon' see) Yeah, what goes up originally comes down Let the dollars levitate as the world goes round from the ground Keep fallin' up (Keep fallin' up) Keep fallin' up (keep fallin' up) As I fall up on this sentence so hot (envy) Can't feel it unless I put my hand on it like the killer did my money Keep fallin' up (Keep fallin' up) Keep fallin' up (Keep fallin' up) I hit you with no delayin', so what you sayin', yo? Last nigga that tried to play me was on the radio Hear we go, light up my career, built off dope Got everybody rollin' The Chronic, tryin' to smoke Okay, fuck it, get high, Trendset, deny Niggas swear they could compete, shit, I just sit by Put a bunch of motherfucking Crips on the red-eye Pay to get that ass removed, now that's a goodbye Allow me to reintroduce myself It's that same nigga from the bomb city, who else? Hah, live at the barbecue, genuine article I'm fuckin' diabolical, you better call a audible I swarm with the killer bees, yeah, it's time to bring that pain Shame on the nigga playin' old dirty games Shoutout to Long Beach, they goin' insane Dollar signs is the set I claim Well, they don't make real niggas like (these) Gone with it, bitch, you could see it in my (eyes) Post somethin' for them real motherfuckers (only) Oh, you a boss in this motherfucker? (we gon' see) No, they don't make 'em like (me) Envy is a motherfucker, see it in they (eyes) Private invitation, this is members (only) Fuck what you thought, niggas love to talk (we gon' see) These, eyes, only, we gon' see
Writer(s): Joseph Somers-morales, Donald Cody Tarpley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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