Ratking - Fall in Love (RATKING Falling Off Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Phantogram] Love, it was enough to recognize To see, I was the reason you feel sick inside [Hook: Phantogram] Fall in me I'll let you bleed Cause you were fallin, I'm sorry, I may be Cause you were fallin, I'm sorry, I [Verse 2: Wiki] Call it quits Yeah you all can spit, but the problem is You ain't got it kid, you ain't god Nah you ain't hard as this Have to pardon this explanation for the rawest sh** You ain't leaving slow, ain't fading out, nah, once we blow Then its Molotov's but those has fallen off, you will explode I know folk couldn't stay afloat, now I'm in your boat Tried to take a dip, they got baptized, they capsized couldn't cope You got coke, you got money, you got clothes yeah you got hoes One thing you ain't got, once we pop that thing will be exposed Spit I'm spraying is reiterating what I said broad If you playing ball, making music, or you sell d** If you get caught up end up on a bench of a shelter, the feds come Live life, sickness is getting me trying to get verse out the windpipe What I did wrong, half of the time it f**in outweighs what I did right I'm a kid right? What you expect from a kid right? Just to live life, but I spit right Do hip-hop for a living, I live hip-hop when I'm sittin' I go off the top when I'm drunk and I'm high and I'm staying on rhythm Too hip-hop for a living, I live hip-hop when I'm sittin' I go off the top when I'm drunk and I'm high and I'm staying on rhythm [Phantogram] Could it be that I fell apart, it shows The lines on my face ate away my smile [Verse 2: Hak] Forgive me for our tribe, well, [?] or die Yeah ride on 1-2-5, under Lenox lights Cookout on a summer night, blocks be burnin' bright Ladies finna pipe, all them heights gonna hold me tight Take my life when I'm on for the ride Off of [/all for?] the ritz and the vibes, off of the bliss and the skies On 2-5th where the young boys die Mama gon' cry, fell off when he learned to fly See he's sick inside, so so sick inside Gotta go grab some Got a b**h, she a bad one Won't be my last one Ya'll fallin off cause I had some Gotta go grab some Got a b**h, she a bad one Won't be my last one Ya'll fallin off cause I had some [Verse 3: Salomon Faye?] Dog you falling on, cause you hella soft The helicopter with lobster proper, I pay the boss I'm getting calls to pen some sentence, scribble scrawls [?] If it involves spitting bars, yes I'll get involved Ask me bout where that sample from, fam I can't recall Why you b**hes start snitching? My cannon's ample dog My samplers an*log [Wiki] And the candles gone They can't handle dawn, when we ramble on [Hook]