FALLACY Ab-Soul & Alemeda

[Intro: Ab-Soul]
Yeah, uh, you feel me?
Yeah, the real is back, I will attack
King Richard still owe me a million Swishers
Ayy (Hit-Boy), man

[Verse 1: Ab-Soul]
They wanna take me out like a date
I can see the goal, it's just a mountain in the way
Your mouth moving, I ain't making out what you say, huh?
(Can someone in the house say "Yeah?") Yeah
Uh, this some other shit, you unequipped
Still fuck it up for the fuck of it
Was in the bucket with a bucket list
Couple bucks and a bucket head bitch
One's obstructing my justice, nigga
Still felt lucky like Justice, nigga (They still gon' fuck you up)
Had to do it for the love first
If you didn't know, it does hurt
Spit until my tongue hurt
So sick, thеy needed blood work from Herb
(Can someonе in the house say "Yeah?") Word
If I can move the crowd around with it
Maybe I can rock the crown with it, I'm down with it
In depth, you can submerge
You can bet we kept it ghetto in the suburbs
Yeah, fried chicken with the fish grease
Tryna turn grandma Cadillac to a Bentley