Falling Thru

[Intro]
(Ooh, Sav killed it)
It's Thirty, huh

[Verse]
Huh, nigga, I need some motivation, let me wear your chain
Huh, I'm just tryna rap in it, nigga, share your chain
Huh, all I do is talk shit, I barely share my pain
Huh, I done weathered the storm, niggas scared of rain
Huh, I thought I got away with murder, but the sheriff came
Huh, bein' a open book good 'til they tear a page
Huh, that bitch head fucked up, she should repair her braids
Huh, I was never good at games, I barely played
I know you hear this bitch swingin'
Hm, I wouldn't say this shit to you if I ain't mean it
Yo' titties big, stuff this bag inside your cleavage
Hm, I'm real calm, go somewhere with all that screamin'
Hm, bitch, who the fuck you think you talkin' to?
Hm, I'm 'bout to drop, fuck waitin' 'til they send that offer through
Hm, you can't rap about the 'bows unless you bought a few
Huh, you can't rap about no case unless you fought a few
Huh, I never used to pop my shit, but I'm startin' too
Hm, oh, you got your own gym? I be ballin', too
Hm, if the club pay me ten, then I'm fallen through
Huh, if I got into a jam, I'm not callin' you
Huh, that's 'cause I done made myself a boss
Huh, so any problem I get in, I'm gettin' off
Huh, that boy need too much advice, I think he lost
Huh, what's the point cookin' food without the sauce?
Huh, I ain't really on shit, but they think I made it
Huh, how is you a grown man but you need a chaser?
Huh, the bitch already want me, I'on need to chase her
Huh, this a plain jane Glock, I ain't need the laser
Huh, life good, I'm gettin' everything I want out it
Huh, before the studio, I used to sit in dope houses
Huh, yo' whole family in apartments, you got no houses
Huh, I'm quick to drop a bitch off if the ho childish
Huh, I got my own two lil' girls, I ain't raisin' more
Huh, we both got a re-feature but you paid 'em more
Huh, bitches think I'm fucked up, I never saved a whore
Huh, bae, the house already clean, what you slavin' for?