Dougie On The Beat - Fallen Remix lyrics

(Intro - Uncle Kev) I'll tell you somethin' about Ferdinand Risco I always wanted to be like him I don't care what it was that he did that was illegal I always wanted to be like him Your Grandpop was a clean motherf**er He was a sharp motherf**er He always told me "Yo, make sure you keep your hair cut" "Make sure you keep your clothes tight" "And make sure you keep hands and all that stuff neat" I accomplished that! I-I was just like him I always had money in my pocket I always had bad a** clothes And I always had bad a** cars So, you know what? Guess what? I made it! I made it (Verse 1 - Phranchize) Gettin' lit is how I cope with this sh** Cancer in the Stage 4, I ain't know you was sick Takin' care of little things, cuz If I don't Imma trip All these losses that I took, feel like I'm 'posed to get rich Can't even roll up (Roll up) Tears keep fallin' stuck in a daze Phone buzzin', that money keep callin' Uh Lately I been gettin' back to basics I'm in the matrix, embedded Don't you ever forget it Made my mind up to go get it f** all the apologetics The negativity will consume you, if you let it I'm just swimming thru these waves, my n***a, Micheal Phelp'n H-h-had to turn into a loner, the haters would call it selfish I can't believe it, but I see happiness in these tragedies (Tragedies) Feelin' likeall of my hittas turned into a casualties (Casualties) Made me sick to my stomach, that's why I'm blunted Had to seperate myself from the n***as who started frontin' It's "f** 'em." (Interlude - Uncle Kev & Phranchize) I do the things that make me happy f** everybody else, ey? f** what everybody else think And I ain't tryna impress nobody (It's the quiet before the storm) I've been doin' this sh** since, like, forever Ask your Grandmom Everybody that don't like the F-Bomb, then f** you It's too bad (Verse 2 - Phranchize) Ain't nobody gon' see it where you came from (Came from) All this pain where I got my strength from (Strength from) Chasin' cheese, smokin' weed with the same lungs (Same lungs) Hell yeah I'm on that stage front Uh-uh-uh How you think I feel? sh** is real when your lady in the 'spital and you see them doctor bills Gotta make it happen (Make it happen) Cuz your patience pa**in' (Patience pa**in') Gotta face the casket (Face the casket) But it ain't no lacking No it lacking I done seen my people suffer too long Cut them lights off on me, now it's time to get on I was down for them n***as, I went up, they was gone Never underestimate the hate n***as fake Uh And from the n***as I flaked off, straight drawn The cuts different in them seams like a baseball Swagger make they heads tilt like a Kangol f** what the haters say dawg (Interlude - Uncle Kev & Phranchize) And I know you done heard sh** about me, yo All them motherf**ers swore, that he gon' get k**ed He gon' die, like yo, alright! Yo I did a lot of sh** I wasn't supposed to do But guess what? Too late, too little, I made it (You hear that storm comin?) It's just that simple So, all that sh** you was talkin' beforehand (Trill sh** only) It don't matter now (Verse 3 - Phranchize) It feel like I'm floatin' I'm bottlin' my emotions A couple Xans, Backwoods and that potion It's crazy how your absence has gotten me to refocus I done came along way from Camac Street with the roaches Snakes, vultures and rodents Now I'm all in motion R-r-r-roll-roll-rollin' up and I'm chokin' on somethin' potent Caught the chills when I seen you with that oxygen tank I don't know what I should say I don't know what I should think I'm so deep in my thoughts that can't even blink I told Money Imma fight 'em, he keep f**in' with ping Yeah I went across seas but now I'm back in this trap again I wish I could bring you back to hear you laugh again Loss my traction but I'm back up on this track again And if you in the heavens, ask God what my status is I envision your memories (Memories) And I'm still here to embody you physical (Physically) Yeah (Interlude - Uncle Kev) I've always wanted to be like him He used to take me shoppin' He used to take me to get clothes He used to always try to call me "Head" That's what he used to call me I remember one time I was with your Grandpop And yo, I had a Fleetwood Brougham Lil' bada** jawn And he was like "Yo, that's your car, Head?" "Damn right!" And he's like "Dayum! Yo, you rollin' brotha!" I'm like "Yo, I wanna be just like this motherf**er!"