After The Fall

Verse 1:

Uh
Mama told me "baby boy you gon' shine well."
It takes time, in order to shine you gotta grind well
Show and prove
You the truth, show em proof
Cuz these days its a lot of niggas that's lying well
Never been off of it often
Never been offered an office
No cubical is suitable for what I'm oftenly coughing
Sick and usually lost in
The fact that I''m awkwardly awesome
Snakes all in my grass I'm leaving dead souls in my garden
Got this red rose on my garments
Young nigga in a suit and tie
Oxfords, fox furs, redbones in my newest ride
Riding round to my new shit, assisting you with your suicide
Niggas die like everyday but errday I'm like Cooley High
And its all good bae
Niggas pass away
Some niggas get it honest
Some niggas moving wehgt
We made it off of rap
We never had to trap
Bitch, I was 3 years old and homeless I'm never going back
I swear

Hook:

And after we fall, this doesn't have to be the end of it all
Cause after it all, meets the end

Verse 2:

Welcome into my terror dome
Terror's home, don't dare to clone
Niggas talking like zombies, I turn them all into hair and bones
Gold links, herringbones, banana boats for my cubans too
No squares in my circle, and these niggas lookin' like rubix cubes
My "backpack rap", stack stacks, that slap trap; that's rap shit
That rat see that cheese, want a slice, but no fraction
Me no ablo english, nigga I don't even know spanish
Yo girl, want yogurt, I gave her my dannon
Carey, cannon, I'm light skinned, no tanning
That last line made no sense I'm just rhyming shit with dannon
This flow paid for your funeral, no shipping and handling
I murder shit
Kill it all
Fuck them
Kill em all
That throne just ain't big enough
That crown just ain't big enough
You niggas been rapping for 20 years, shit still ain't pickin up
This ground just ain't big enough
These clouds just ain't thick enough
Did it all on our own, fuck niggas never did shit for us

Hook