J. Stalin - If I Fall Down

Heard the beat
Told Fresh load it up right now
Got some shit I wanna speak about
When I was a just child
Couple niggas I'm thinkin bout finna
Take the green mile let me break it down
Show you how the west get down
My momma sold dope, my brother sold dope
My daddy shot dope, I kept the fiends woke
I watched the neighborhood go down
Hill like a ski slope
But tell OD, Dame got 24 i never met a nigga
Livin' comfortable sellin' dope
I'm a disciplined nigga
My nigga I don't eat pork
I don't save hoes niggas
I don't fuck wit slow-pokes
Imma keep hustlin
I'm terrified of being broke
Please don't judge me nigga if I fall down
Judge how I pick my little ass
Up off the fucking ground
It's Young Stalin if they don't
Know they know now
Livewire PTP we run the town

And please don't judge me nigga
If I fall down
Judge how I pick my little ass
Up off the fucking ground
It's Livewire if they don't
Know they know now
It's Livewire if they don't
Know they know now

Me and Pops was tight, but me and moms fight
Maybe cuz I was selling white
And she was smoking white
It come right back in the cycle cuz
I be high as a kite
Before the rap game nigga I
Was flyer than Mike
Air-Stalin I'm stackin an profilin'
Gettin' up my frequent flyer mileage
Blow, up in the air I'm so gone
Spit a couple verses and I'm
Taking your bitch home
In the land of the Ks where
Niggas keep they vests on
We hustle too hard to smoke
Up on that home grown
We smoke good shit purp, kush, cat piss
Born into the army where
You ain't gotta enlist
I wish the whole world could get
A dose of this real shit
I kill shit and never think
Of looking back twice
I'm married to the game so save your advice
I can see the future and my
Name in the bright lights

And please don't judge me nigga
If I fall down judge how I pick my lil ass
Up off the fucking ground
It's Livewire if they don't
Know they know now
It's Livewire if they don't
Know they know now

I seen Twin die, I seen Doug die
I lost a lot of real
Niggas right before my eyes
They say it come with the
Game when you sellin' pies
I hope I see the Lord in
The evenin' of my demise
All these snakes in disguise
In they devil ways
Then they wonder why the kids play with AKs
Niggas sellin dope on the corner
Till his head gray
Nigga I done been down in the worst way
Thank God I'm alive to see my birthday
A born hustler I don't live
Where the worst stay
They say I'm thirsty for the
Fame and the bright lights
But I'm just trynna get away
From the glass pipes
Gettin' money and stay away from you asswipes
I feel like cryin' lost
Another nigga last night
I might be down and out
But I ain't outta sight bet I bounce back
Long as I can get some all white

And please don't judge me nigga
If I fall down judge how I pick my lil ass
Up off the fuckin' ground
It's Livewire if they don't
Know they know now
It's Livewire if they don't know the know now

Written by:
JOVAN SMITH, MARQUS BROWN

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