Fallen Derek King (Ft. Jackboy)

[Intro]
Pipe that shit up, TNT

[Verse 1: Jackboy]
They told me to keep my head up, keep on hustling and be patient
Can't worry 'bout they opinion, 'cause nowadays people just hating
N.F.L., all my niggas flyer than a raven
It ain't hard to tell, I still be out here paper chasing
They tried to lock the door on me, I had to kick a way in
Concrete jungle, I done got it out the pavement
Bitch, I got the racks now, fuck on your lil' thot now
Guns came with drums, you know a nigga tryna rock out
Grab my Glock and pop out
[?] aiming at your top now
Jackboy [?] show out
Fly lil' nigga, bring hoes out
[?] know now
I get paid so I can float now
All on the beach with my toes out
All my shows getting sold out
But I'll never turn to a sell out
Remember times when I couldn't bail out
[?] look at the clock now
[?] put a nigga on [?] now

[Chorus: Derek King]
Had to show love to all my fallen angels
Watching over me, you know I'm always thankful
[?]
'Cause you can't blame that man, you gotta blame the man that raised him, uh
I done put all my days in, uh (Ooh-ooh)
Dropped a bag on my mom, and it felt amazing, uh (Ooh-ooh)
Pops gone, and it's still hard to face it, uh (Ooh-ooh)
Told me to keep my head up, but keep chasing (Ooh)
No other way to explain it (Ooh-ooh)