Lyrics Fall & Drown - Beltran

I don't wanna fall and drown anymore
Seeing my past and I thought I left for sure
You've seen my scars and they weren't there before
I've hit the floor

We've got to talk before it's too late
Remember when you said we were soul mates?
While you held my head in your dad's Range

I remember old times, back in 16'
Way before I was ever really making hits
When our biggest problem was which class we gonna skip
And after school who was gonna be the one to whip?

We've got to talk before it's too late
When you held my hand in your dad's Range
Way before I was ever really making hits
Way before I was ever really making hits

We've got to talk before it's too late
When you held my hand in your dad's Range
Way before I was ever really making hits
Way before I was ever really making hits

Pretty lil thing and she got an attitude
I didn't ever love but it's different with you
Missing all your laughs and all your shifty moods
I put that on my name and my finger tattoos

And you and I together were the laws of attraction
I'll give you all my fame but that's just a distraction
Passion in New Orleans you can't say that it's acting
I wanna give you wagons right next to a mansion

I guess I gotta call before it's too late
I remember when you said we were soul mates
Now I'm swimming all alone in the ocean
Had your diamond ring it was rose golden

Pretty lil mama
Don't care about the drama
Only care's about commas

Pretty lil mama
Don't care about the drama
I knew it was true love

I don't wanna fall and drown anymore
Seeing my past and I thought I left for sure
You've seen my scars and they weren't there before
I've hit the floor

We've got to talk before it's too late
Remember when you said we were soul mates?
While you held my head in your dad's Range

I remember old times, back in 16'
Way before I was ever really making hits
When our biggest problem was which class we gonna skip
And after school who was gonna be the one to whip
Ay, ay

We've got to talk before it's too late
When you held my hand in your dad's Range
Way before I was ever really making hits
Way before I was ever really making hits

We've got to talk before it's too late
When you held my hand in your dad's Range
Way before I was ever really making hits
Way before I was ever really making hits

I'm way too drunk to talk about my feelings
Shawty wants love but always be leaving
She like pineapple juice with tequila it's her weakness
And she know I'm the same she know all of my secrets

Don't you cry no more
I got all of these hoes
But they're not you though
You're there when I'm alone

I've been so focused
Stayed down and devoted
"S" on my chest but you ain't no Lois
Stuck in the moment
I hope you have noticed
Was at my lowest
You left when I opened