Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chris Falcon
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Falcon
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Falcon
Producer
Lyrics
Reach out to the morning sun Everything come all at once
Don't forget to pay me back
I'll protect you for this life
Next life return the favor Celebrate you something major
Every second up the wager Caught up in my final ways
Tommy send me vinyl tapes
Sometimes I might find escape
Appetite for destruction
They put falco in rotation
I can't be compared to nothing It's my style they try and copy
That's why I be shape shifting Eat my fruits I'm weight lifting
In my zone I'm way different Never care bout what they doing
Who they with and who they screwing
Who they ran they mouth into it
Always end with
I'm the truest, truest
I can't be compared to nada Spanish bae she love her prada
And she making me tostada Always been a man of honor
Jump the broom like Harry Potter
ACGs I walk through fire
Kick so hard it park your tire Cop a zone and watch the wire
Call your phone you know it's dire
Way too good I can't expire
I just found a new beginning Closed a chapter done with sinning
William Muney unforgiving Took a shot of Jackie D
I'm trying cook why they mad at me
I open Pandora's box
A lot of shit be sad to see A lot of shit be for the look
They don't do shit for the real I don't do shit for the free
Who they call weak
Tron Michael Dudikoff
Who it's gone be
I wrote this by the ocean
Had my spirits all free
Like the purest how I
Float us like a Urus on the street
Or pick up in the dirt
You know I get it cheap You know I used to listen to
I don't hear a peep You can set the bar
Put it where you can't reach
Fal co
Written by: Chris Falcon