Fall N Love (2023 Remastered)

One, two

One, two

In love

Things you do

Don't sell yourself

To fall in love

With things you do

Ladies lovin' my music is like some sex shit

Niggas tryna grip up my mic like it's a dick

Run around the corner to pick up the new shit

I shit in the deck so niggas could catch wreck

I'm the motherfucker grippin' the mic like it's a joke

Niggas fall in love with the music like it's a ho

Put down your mic, you lost your whole flow

You take it too seriously like it's a gamble

Fuck this rap shit, I listen to classical

In the studio, loop as usual

Lovin' my lyrical, fuck bitches that you would know

I'm out of this 'cause you wanna be below

Y'all niggas in love with the S

Y'all niggas in love with the S

Love

Don't fall in love

Things you do

Don't sell yourself

To fall in love

With things you do

Yeah, J D, man, that's true sometimes

I sit and wonder when I think about these written rhymes

How'd I get to the point constantly takin' all my time?

Time I could've been spendin' gettin' cash, gettin' mine

Hopin' one day it comes around, one day when I'm

The nigga gettin' money, gettin' cash, gettin' signed

Gettin' the fuck out the ghetto 'cause I'm tired of crime

But it's a crime that I feel is fuckin' wastin' time

But sometimes I feel like this shit here's a waste of time

Yours and mine to these niggas out here tryna rhyme

The reason for it better sure 'nough be genuine

I do it because it gives me a sort of peace of mind

And for the love

Don't sell yourself

To fall in love

With things you do

(Yo, one, two)

Don't sell yourself

To fall in love

With those things you do

(Word up, word up)

Don't fall in love

Uh, one, two

Yo, S.P

Word up, word up

Aight, let's go

Uh, uh, out to my nigga J D

Uh, uh, my nigga T. Grigg

Uh, uh, yo, that nigga 510

Uh, uh, New York, uh, yo

Goin' out to my nigga Bus'-tard

And all my other motherfuckers

What up to those who tried to bust us

Tried to get 'round us, 'cause

They know we was bad as hell, yo

I'm gettin' mine, the flow

A nigga didn't know that I am

A two-three on the mic, yo

I do what I do, I like to

Get down type of guy, 'cause

Sometimes we get down at night, yo

Them niggas must try to, uh, fight us, yo

Aight, aight