Astro - He Fell Off lyrics

(Hook) He ain’t even make the music He fell off! Twitter followers he losing? He fell off! Yo! Wasn’t he on some TV show He fell off! I ain’t heard of him since, bro He fell off! (Interlude) C’mon man, music s**s He look like Ne-yo with hair He didn’t even put out nothing He’s losing followers like Matter of fact yo, I got more swag than him (Verse) sponsored links Yo, yo, yo, yo I done heard enough your swagga It’s time to make moves like Mick Jagger I’d rather top it than be the topic That lyrical prophet making profits It won’t stop until this worked out plan Make me a skinny dude with big pockets! Versatile and always keep the extra flow Game tired so the kidnapping like Mexico You can’t beat it? Neurologist is where you best to go (why) Cause they k** rappers! Pause, I’m dropping draws so the candle to yours You burned it! I see you trying to duplicate my style You’re learning! It’s serves no purpose, unless I’m earning! Kermit green, guap, bread and nothing in between Combined all my influences and came out sick That influenza, as I enter the center My next word is highly anticipated Clan of real MCs, Nas gave me the stamp, I’m initiated! (Hook) He ain’t even make the music He fell off! Twitter followers he losing? He fell off! Yo! Wasn’t he on some TV show He fell off! I ain’t heard of him since, bro He fell off! (Interlude) He ugly, he ain’t got no girls He ain’t got nose bridge Girls don’t be replyin’ to him Nobody even mess with him no more He ain’t gettin’ no tweets from celebrities I mean his life really is just boring! (Verse) Ain’t the life I chose, but the one I was given Along with lyricism and perfecting the rhythm So I took to microphone and spoke Cause I was tired of being a contradiction, living dead broke! I’m less friendly at the venues Cause if it ain’t a dollar sign in your username then the un-friend you! Around the cool kids, I used to lurk But then I threw that L up Cause being cool was too much work! Now rap’s how I get paid Yards mix into seconds, every second trying to make me switch lanes Switch blade sharp with the street smarts Gotta keep for the stencil, put it in the booth Now check the street art! That individual collecting residuals imminent and innovated Flow creative like a chocolate M&M Ended it! Speculations! Cause my style is facts, So quit the chit chat cause Brooklyn’s back! (Outro) Yo, I’m so New York that nobody don’t like me Shouts out to Fab, I’m wreckin’ the records without a pad Think I pretend to be nice but really I’m whack But never catch me in the act Facts is Max don’t fall off, we fall back So fall back, with that instigating, Instagramin Tryina to see where my plans is Yo Homie, where your manners? I keep that finesse, every second fly Homie never lie, kick lines cus they demand it I will not lose!