Fall by Idris Miles Lyrics
They don’t know they don’t know
They just wanna see me fall
They don’t know they don’t know at all
They don’t know they don’t know
They just wanna see me fall
They don’t know they don’t know at all
‘Bout to send ‘em to the morgue this year
I want more, I want more this year
Oliver twist mode this year
Olive oil let ‘em boil this year yeah
I wanna tour this year
Surrounded by rupees and all of them groupies
My nigga I want an award this year (ah yeah)
Anybody manifesting an L can keep it to themself boy I’m down to win
I don’t know what kinda cloud you in
Erm, I don’t know what kinda clown you is
But I don’t fuck with that really I ain’t really down for it
Well that shit went over your head
Do I really have to tell them again?
I was talking about clowns and I said I ain’t down for it?
Ha, I got powers in my pencil
I got demons in my mental
Click my ciggy to a menthol I spit fresh
Dreadful
But I got passion bro a head full
I don’t really have to tell you
I do this for mi nah care for you you get air
(Yeah) put your cups in the air
King ‘bout to make ‘em a toast
And I’m not talking ‘bout bread
But we do the most, break fast or you’re ghost
We can war but tonnes of niggas will come for soul like ducks do with oats
Imma like boss like Hov It’s cool you’re sour though right?
Its bait, it shows
(Ay) skr skr in that bolt
The only time I use codes
Tell the man where to roll
The only time I do road swear down
That’s no joke (Ay)
I’m just tryna make it home
With a healthy balance for my bros
But they don’t wanna see me win
They’d rather have me in the smoke
Weird flex I don’t know
They don’t know they don’t know
They just wanna see me fall
They don’t know they don’t know at all (Yeah)
They don’t know they don’t know
They just wanna see me fall
They don’t know they don’t know at all
They just wanna see me fall
They don’t know they don’t know at all
They don’t know they don’t know
They just wanna see me fall
They don’t know they don’t know at all
‘Bout to send ‘em to the morgue this year
I want more, I want more this year
Oliver twist mode this year
Olive oil let ‘em boil this year yeah
I wanna tour this year
Surrounded by rupees and all of them groupies
My nigga I want an award this year (ah yeah)
Anybody manifesting an L can keep it to themself boy I’m down to win
I don’t know what kinda cloud you in
Erm, I don’t know what kinda clown you is
But I don’t fuck with that really I ain’t really down for it
Well that shit went over your head
Do I really have to tell them again?
I was talking about clowns and I said I ain’t down for it?
Ha, I got powers in my pencil
I got demons in my mental
Click my ciggy to a menthol I spit fresh
Dreadful
But I got passion bro a head full
I don’t really have to tell you
I do this for mi nah care for you you get air
(Yeah) put your cups in the air
King ‘bout to make ‘em a toast
And I’m not talking ‘bout bread
But we do the most, break fast or you’re ghost
We can war but tonnes of niggas will come for soul like ducks do with oats
Imma like boss like Hov It’s cool you’re sour though right?
Its bait, it shows
(Ay) skr skr in that bolt
The only time I use codes
Tell the man where to roll
The only time I do road swear down
That’s no joke (Ay)
I’m just tryna make it home
With a healthy balance for my bros
But they don’t wanna see me win
They’d rather have me in the smoke
Weird flex I don’t know
They don’t know they don’t know
They just wanna see me fall
They don’t know they don’t know at all (Yeah)
They don’t know they don’t know
They just wanna see me fall
They don’t know they don’t know at all