Falling

Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me Why I'm feeling so alone It's been three days no text up on my phone Shit I got these chains but they weigh up on my conscience I got problems on top of problems Not enough options, damn Pararapapararaparapa parapaparara Pararapapararaparapa parapaparara D to the rizo, R to the you don't care about me I ain't care about the truth, but the proof like a bullet Aiming right at my crew So my hands up praying that they don't shoot D to the rizo, R to the you don't care about me Ain't care about the truth, but the proof like a bullet Aiming right at my crew So our hands up high, praying that they don't shoot, damn Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me What the fuck it is bitch, ain't none of my business These past days have been twisted And on Saturday we got lifted Not me, I mean your body little Hottie baby back it and causing havoc With madness that we caught up in the action damn Homies drop that acid stuck in habits till we 6-0 Future addicts I see that in little kids, bro Whole country staying numb Close your eyes Realise we getting high from 14 to 45 Hope I die or retire Before I cop a suit and tie Or a fat pair of rings around both of my eyes Like a fiend who's fucking fried Popping pills like they lies They tell em self to survive The trick is thinking you right Telling yourself it's sweet Eat, sleep be broke smoke weed And repeat for another five weeks Fuck that I be back In the same place where my peeps at Till I see black so r.i.p. to my dreams ah D to the rizo, R to the you don't care about me Ain't care about the truth, but the proof like a bullet Aiming right at my crew So my Hands up high, praying that they don't shoot D to the rizo, R to the you don't care about me Don't care about the truth Yeah