Wes Burke - Fallin' Up

Trippin’ and still moving forward
Slippin’ and still Fallin’ Up
Still motion in my one direction
I thought I told ya yo man that’s what’s up
I’m sicker when I’m off the Doja
Stupid how I go through Folgers
Stay woke I think that Imma Nacro now
Self diagnosed man I gots a disorder
Disorganized conduits
Keeping my mind awake
Know I’m goin find a way
Electrical problems
Selected by God and the Devil
Bipartisan all in one body
Prophesied protege pops probably proud of me
No? Then I gotta keep going
Born on the hottest day in the summer
Shouts to my mama
Usana I’m comin’ I’m runnin’
I never broke focus no passing or folding
Cardio audio straight from the heart
Pass me the AUX bring us straight out the dark
Press Play on your console and rip me apart
Blowin’ speakers
Holes in sneakers
Holey sheets ya where’s my dreamers
Fuck what y’all think
Done counting sheep
We need more and you can count on me
Trippin’ and still moving forward
Slippin’ and still Fallin’ Up
Still motion in my one direction
I thought I told ya yo man that’s what’s up
I’m sicker when I’m off the Doja
Stupid how I go through Folgers
Stay woke I think that Imma Nacro now
Self diagnosed man I gots a disorder
I get less sleep than I should
Lord blessed me feeling good
D-D-Demi-God in my duality
This reality is not a fallacy
I wouldn’t change this life if I could
Eye’s open just look...
Beautiful day, how are you not amazed
Lost in the process my issues erased
Back in this bitch like I never left
Feeling myself like you never did
Head over heels dig deeper for relevance
Revolutionary, yeah tomorrow scary
Future Wes looking back on now
I wonder if he’s mad
I wonder if he’s crowned
I hope this work was worth it
I hope he loved his journey

Written by:
Weston Bennion

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