Don’t Let Me Fall Ben Al (USA)

[Chorus]

I want it all, Lord don't let me fall
Please Lord don't let me fall

I just wanna ball, Lord don't let me fall
Please Lord don't let me fall


[Verse 1: Ben Al]

It's your boy its Ben Al and I'm on my shit
And always stay on my guard so I don't fall off this cliff
The edge is so close, it's like the coast of the ocean
Movin closer as life's tide rises but I'm focused
I'm honed in on bein the G.O.A.T. and makin some dope shit
So my flow can keep me afloat just like this dope is
Contraband life jacket, but my life's havoc
Paranoia's common sense and trustin is a bad habit
Don't wanna fall and be like Bishop in the back alley
Or even worse get my wings and have a crash landing
But at the moment I'm tip toein wit dope in my hand
And a mic in the other tight ropin the grand canyon
Lookin up/ Not lookin down
Not only up but all around
50 is out and about
And I'm on a run tryin to lose these pounds
But the new Ben Al, that nigga spittin tryin to get it
Bout to get in all off some "All Go No Quit" shit
Too legit to quit now, Ima go till I give out
And get what I gotta get out, and go hard till I get out
While gettin what I want out of it and can say that I'm proud of it
And can say that I stayed me on my way to the mountain tip
Cause that's how I get down, keep it real and keep it goin
Speak in secret code to homies cause the police on the prowl
Prolly bug my phone them roaches slicker than this fuckin slope is
But I grind and stay focused in hopes I can reach the clouds