Fall On lyrics

[Intro]
(22)

[Verse]
Look at his chain inside, not hitting
Hit from the side in the morning then dip (Uh-huh)
That lil' Gen5 n*gga, that came with a grip (Came with a grip)
I knew half of these n*ggas, yeah, they was fake from the rip (Yeah, fake from the rip)
But I guess that sh*t really my fault, f*ck you and yo' gang, get knocked off (Yeah, uh-huh, knocked off)
Lil' ho wanna chill with the gang, yeah, lil' ho wanna chill with the top dogs (Yeah, with the top dogs)
Money and codeine, only thing I can call on (Call on, yeah)
I ain't cuffing these groupie ass hoes, they just be problems (Yeah, be problеms)
They go against the gang, we gotta kill all of thеm
I really fell in love with Roxy, I got all colors
Can't switch on my gang, 'cause we all brothers ('Cause we all brothers)
b*tch ass n*gga get hanged, tryna follow us
This sh*t as real as it get, half a tech, n*gga straight on red
These n*ggas, they pop Fent'
Hell nah n*gga, I'm good off that
He tried to spin, got spint
Yeah, my young n*ggas gon' handle that
All my n*ggas gon' win, ha
We in the front, they got left in the past

[Outro]
(We in the front, they got left in the past)
(Yeah, that n*gga high, yeah, we on his ass)
(Uh, uh, that n*gga high, yeah, we on his ass)
(Uh, they live in the past, uh, yeah)