The Fall

Hey
Sorry momma I made it
Sorry on the things you gotta handle quick when I'm famous
He still trying tell me what the fuck I'm doing wrong
I'm with the protocol
It's like an angel falls on the song
And nobody wants it more than me
Maybe it's my game, my fault
That I'll never get taught
But wanting something more
The hardest I fought
The hardest of talks
And I don't ever cry over ya'll
But, momma I made it the strangest
Pick apart my attainment
And I'ma always chase payment
And I just wanna feel like, when we going outrageous
But who the fuck are all your friends though
They wanna fake with you and sit on the throne

I wanna wake up with you
Let's make poetry
Show me your craft honey
Cause you growing on me
So let up baby
Let up
Let's make love baby
It's just us

Studying math on the train just to really get by
But all her rage in this phase, she just gets it online
Instagram filters and pictures to get you a like
I'm praying to momma
I'm praying I got it
But nobody wants it more than me
And nobody woulda known
For ever and ever though
Cause, we not like that
Cause we not foolish
We just fuck around a little and we
Man I travel across the country for you
We came across another bubble damn and it's true
I never want it, gotta be honored
I'm always tryna be my fucken self
But nobody really want that
They just want me seeking for some fucken help

I wanna wake up with you
Let's make poetry
Show me your craft honey
Cause you growing on me
So let up baby
Let up
Let's make love baby
It's just us