Fallen

Lyrics

[Chorus: Zae The Philosopher] Falling to the bottom can't help myself Falling to the bottom can't help myself Falling to the bottom can't help myself Falling to the bottom can't help myself [Verse 1: Zae The Philosopher] Old ass niggas acting like bitches but say they fuck with the vision I hope you hoe niggas listen and keep it distance, I'm itchin' For a reason to visit, I'm slicing necks in a pivot I heard you flex in your written, just feeding bread to the pigeons Found hope in the dope it made we run from the rope Found peace in the smoke I meditate then float Conversate then mope about how these bitches so shallow Xanax a day from the doctor thought it was supposed to be apples I swear this world got me baffled, I got more maggots to tackle I just digest all these beats and make a project for the streets I been ducking, dodging, searching for that inner peace Bitch you wasn't on the field shooting penalties with me Sipping Hennessy with me, you pretend to be with me But you really ain't (Ain't) You smoke silly dank (Dank) Nostrils dripping, ash flicking right next to the tank (Tank) I hope you blow, take a photo, strike a pose [Chorus: Zae The Philosopher] Falling to the bottom can't help myself Falling to the bottom can't help myself Falling to the bottom can't help myself Falling to the bottom can't help myself [Bridge: Zae The Philosopher] Dark skies, blind eyes Time flies, loud cries from the crowd Time flies, loud cries from the crowd Time flies, loud cries from the crowd Dark skies, blind eyes Time flies, loud cries from the crowd Time flies, loud cries from the crowd Time flies, loud cries from the from the [Verse 2: Blue November] I'm falling I'm falling I'm reaching out for a grip, uh I'm dodging the five but you know I'm shooting for six Digits all in my bank account What is that that you rapping 'bout? It is not what you acting out Never tried on a cap and gown but I know my shit No weight on me I'm ominous Prevalent to my city, seeping these beats in the colleges Fuck he say? He a columnist? Hiding just like Anonymous Rep my set like a Diplomat Bury you in necropolis How the hell is you stopping him? What the fuck is you popping? I'm opting you out of life, oh Did you forget? Could've left you in a ember Set the block in the wetness Fuck the affection, afflicted and restless Speed to my exit A quarter to twelve I'm smoking six and forget shit Time to hit three I'm deep in something so flexible She leave with them hexes on me I'm falling, gripping slowly My nigga