SKYS FALLIN' Lyrics

I've been feelin' like the sky is fallin' Diamonds on my neck, I'm ballin

Die bout my respect, I'm all in Ain't gon' cut the check, stop callin

I'm in my bag, ain't got no manners All-star weekend in Atlanta

Two bad freaks in my cabana Bloody red, that's my bandana

And what you know bout arm hammer? 805, I got that jammer

And I can't die, ain't in my planner Talk to God for all my sins

All the blocks I had to spin, if You try, I'm gon' defend

This F&N gon' bring his end

I've been feelin' like the sky is fallin' Diamonds on my neck, I'm ballin

Die bout my respect, I'm all in Ain't gon' cut the check, stop callin

I've been feelin' like the sky is fallin' Diamonds on my neck, I'm ballin

Die bout my respect, I'm all in Ain't gon' cut the check, stop callin

I got this shit in the stu, they thought it feature me

Pussy-ass producer on YouTube, I told him, keep the beat

Niggas suckin' dick to get they clout, man, please don't speak to me

I'm Malcolm X, not Martin, it been peaceful, but I keep a piece

My bitch been shakin' ass and titties Countin' hundreds and fitties

I got drums, extend it, if he run, he blin' He with the shits, let's get it

And its gon' be a man down Chopstick in my hand now, I'm gon' hit his van down

I've been feelin' like the sky is fallin' Diamonds on my neck, I'm ballin

Die bout my respect, I'm all in Ain't gon' cut the check, stop callin

I've been feelin' like the sky is fallin' Diamonds on my neck, I'm ballin

Die bout my respect, I'm all in Ain't gon' cut the check, stop callin

Is fallin', I'm ballin I'm all in, stop callin

Is fallin', I'm ballin, I'm all in, stop callin