Fallin' Apart - Close Counters Remix

Things are fallin' apart

Life is getting so bad

Cost of living is getting so high (Uh)

Young Felipe

Never been concerned about the, "He say, she say"

Look inside my bank account, you'll see it's my B-day

Every day, all day, but I do not eat cake, and I do not see hate

Stinkmeaner, my demeanor with the Nina

Señoritas wanna meet me at the Catalina

Wine mixer, mix it up with my elixir

Overlookin' the ocean, I'm hopin' I see Flipper

Young Felipe, movin' like it's GTA

But not CJ, more like Tommy, copy, facts

Spacey nigga, you can call me Drax

Win every fucking track and you know it's 'bout to slap, uh

Things are fallin' apart

Life is getting so bad

Cost of living is getting so high (Uh)

Turn up, said they want fire, let it burn up

Tryna break my habits but some days I gotta burn up

Got your girl hooked off the truth, no Sojourner

You know I'm Ja Rule with the pen, ink murder, so

I was writin' 'bout tomorrow, when today called

Throwin' curves at a nigga, no baseball

We work through it, hashtag, no days off

Feelin' high, feelin' blessed, no Based God

Dudes hatin' on my lines, no eight balls

But I got dope in my quotes, speech napalm

So before you wanna ride, check your breaks

Y'all on very thin ice, with some really cheap skates

Margarita, no food, we do very cheap dates

Don't give me bad mood, but the head mad great, uh

What's in my wallet?

The keys to they heart is a deposit