[Intro]
CashMoneyAP
Woah
Falling from the sky, hmm
Falling from the sky, oh
Falling from the sky, mm-hmm
Oh
[Chorus]
Falling from the sky, I've been feelin' so V-lonely
I won't take a picture of my face unless there's gold teeth
I won't drink that 7UP unless it's got some Codeine
Santa asked me what I want for Christmas, I said, "More, please"
Half the people in the classroom didn't even know me
Now, I walk around and people stare like I'm a trophy
Falling right apart but I've been tryna keep it lowkey
Falling from the sky, I've been feelin' so V-lonely
[Verse 1]
Promise that you'll stay, promise that you'll get to know me
Tryna gеt this cheese but I can't find the macaroni
Married to thе music, wearin' holy matrimony
Try to understand and then you start to love me slowly
Woah, look at the drink I'm sippin'
Look at the life I'm livin'
Look at my style, it's different
Look at my diamonds, glisten
In the trap, makin' plays
Bad bitch, Sommer Ray
Cookin' up, Bobby Flay
Copped Supreme yesterday
Ambrosia on my plate
Curtains in the Wraith
Bustdown on my wrist and it's lookin' like a glaze
Watch out, plead the fifth 'cause I'm 'bout to catch a case
Raf Simons on my feet, yeah, I like a different taste
Rest in peace Jonny, died a couple months ago
He said, "See you later," then walked into the unknown
Everybody missin' Jon, why ain't he comin' home?
Always try to call him but he won't pick up the phone
CashMoneyAP
Woah
Falling from the sky, hmm
Falling from the sky, oh
Falling from the sky, mm-hmm
Oh
[Chorus]
Falling from the sky, I've been feelin' so V-lonely
I won't take a picture of my face unless there's gold teeth
I won't drink that 7UP unless it's got some Codeine
Santa asked me what I want for Christmas, I said, "More, please"
Half the people in the classroom didn't even know me
Now, I walk around and people stare like I'm a trophy
Falling right apart but I've been tryna keep it lowkey
Falling from the sky, I've been feelin' so V-lonely
[Verse 1]
Promise that you'll stay, promise that you'll get to know me
Tryna gеt this cheese but I can't find the macaroni
Married to thе music, wearin' holy matrimony
Try to understand and then you start to love me slowly
Woah, look at the drink I'm sippin'
Look at the life I'm livin'
Look at my style, it's different
Look at my diamonds, glisten
In the trap, makin' plays
Bad bitch, Sommer Ray
Cookin' up, Bobby Flay
Copped Supreme yesterday
Ambrosia on my plate
Curtains in the Wraith
Bustdown on my wrist and it's lookin' like a glaze
Watch out, plead the fifth 'cause I'm 'bout to catch a case
Raf Simons on my feet, yeah, I like a different taste
Rest in peace Jonny, died a couple months ago
He said, "See you later," then walked into the unknown
Everybody missin' Jon, why ain't he comin' home?
Always try to call him but he won't pick up the phone
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