Fallin'

Foxy Brown

[Young Gavin]

Through this hard times, the negativity, the jealousy



[Foxy]

Yo Carolina Blue six - hottest bitch on the block

Used to Willie Ducatti, Saco, Prada kick

High school, got signed wrote them platti hits

Tito was the same shit, got a platti wrist

They say I'm stoosh cause I cover my bush

In that Dolce Gabbana, I'm a hot little mama

The number one stunna

Slim, skin copper

Like bare bra, I'd eat that gravy proper

Got a money fetish

Wanna see me where your bed is?

Playboy y'all got to give me five letters

Like Prada, Jacob, Fendi boots

C. Dior, Chloe, suits

Range Rover, Gucci shoes

First class, flatt class, Paris



[Young Gavin]

Don't hate me cause I'm ballin'

Lord take me if I'm fallin'

I think I hear them callin' me

Why they keep on callin' me?

Don't hate me cause I'm ballin'

Lord take me if I'm fallin'

I think I hear them callin' me

Why the keep on callin' me?



[Foxy]

If I was to die, it be too many cowards alive

Fox Brown, Bonnie minus the Clyde

And today I'mma make this one promise to God

Even if I go wood, I'mma keep it so hood

And I got chills when I signed my deal

And I shed tears when Biggie and Pac got killed

It's only one other broad that really got skills

She's alright, but she's not real

Brown, I'm hot with no rehearsal time

And I stays on tour like the circle line

Ain't a bitch that could emulate my classic delivery

I rep' New York like the Statue of Liberty

Mentally I'm in my own zone holding my spot

Fox, basically I'm the female Pac

And it's like my life is a thesis

Sometimes I feel like I'm talking Swedish

Y'all niggas don't get it

And, yeah I'm ballin', the streets keep callin'

Lord take my soul I feel like I'm falling



[Young Gavin]

Don't hate me cause I'm ballin'

Lord take me if I'm fallin'