Hey. Everybody like
Beatty where you been, it's like I don't even know you (Where you been)
I was filling up the paper bag like it's whole foods (Let's go)
Tryna put my momma in a mansion with a dope view
And lining up nines, my inbox on sudoku
(Ha!)
Hard to think straight, so I keep my thoughts vocal (Vocal)
I remember being disillusioned in a vote booth (For real)
Still dealing with trauma from cops killing our children (For what)
Almost changed the government name to "please don't shoot" (Screams)
Call my city Banner City 'cuz we got the banners (We got the banners)
When Kyrie came to the Celtics man that was magic (Yeah)
When Gordon Hayward hit the hardwood we all panicked, then we
Bounced back on em like the Pats did Atlanta (Bounce)
Bounce back is in our DNA. Who the hell told you
That you gotta wait, for another King to lead the way (You don't)
Got a dollar and a daydream and a day job
I Clock out to knock em out on the beat, dream away
(Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, wooh!)
Beatty get up in the morning--7AM I don't use an alarm
Murder rappers while I'm yawning--but the police are never involved
Dip it all in hydrofluoric--so the evidence is gonna dissolve
Whole squad up in the army--you are not ready for war my brother no
You are not ready at all. Everybody wanna ball (Ball!)
If everybody hiking up the same path 'lot 'a people gonna fall (Fa-fall)
Gotta practice till you're perfect. (Perfect). Gotta back it with a purpose (Purpose)
Got a package and I gotta pack it with a gold wrapper on the surface just so that
Y'all can admit that it's hot (It's hot!). Somebody tell me I'm not (They can't)
I'm hot as a bottle of kerosene, wit' a lit match, down in Tennessee
In the Middle a summer at midday, when the sunlight looking dumb bright
With a gunfight across the street
Ain't nobody hot as me (Who hot as me?)
Beatty Butane, what'cha call that? Someone
Tell em check the title, yeah, this the "Fallback"
Even all my rivals have to witness my arrival cuz I'm
Gifted like a bridal shower ticket to the Eiffel tower
Beatty flow like Michael Jordan with the step back. Wet
More like jumping from the free throw with a jet pack. Bet
Two things that I love: my mother and my colors too
"Free EP" on the way, boy it's coming soon
Ye-yeah, now free
Free. Free. Ye-yeah, say free
Free. Uh, ye-yeah, now free
Free. Yeah, ye-yeah, say free
Free. (Ah!). Free my people, my brothers
Free my sisters, free their mothers, free their aunties, free our cousins, free
Free, free, free, y-yeah, ok
Free Ep on the way, boy it's coming soon
Jonn.Beatty - Fallback Lyrics
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Hey. Everybody like
Beatty where you been, it's like I don't even know you (Where you been)
I was filling up the paper bag like it's whole foods (Let's go)
Tryna put my momma in a mansion with a dope view
And lining up nines, my inbox on sudoku
(Ha!)
Hard to think straight, so I keep my thoughts vocal (Vocal)
I remember being disillusioned in a vote booth (For real)
Still dealing with trauma from cops killing our children (For what)
Almost changed the government name to "please don't shoot" (Screams)
Call my city Banner City 'cuz we got the banners (We got the banners)
When Kyrie came to the Celtics man that was magic (Yeah)
When Gordon Hayward hit the hardwood we all panicked, then we
Bounced back on em like the Pats did Atlanta (Bounce)
Bounce back is in our DNA. Who the hell told you
That you gotta wait, for another King to lead the way (You don't)
Got a dollar and a daydream and a day job
I Clock out to knock em out on the beat, dream away
(Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, wooh!)
Beatty get up in the morning--7AM I don't use an alarm
Murder rappers while I'm yawning--but the police are never involved
Dip it all in hydrofluoric--so the evidence is gonna dissolve
Whole squad up in the army--you are not ready for war my brother no
You are not ready at all. Everybody wanna ball (Ball!)
If everybody hiking up the same path 'lot 'a people gonna fall (Fa-fall)
Gotta practice till you're perfect. (Perfect). Gotta back it with a purpose (Purpose)
Got a package and I gotta pack it with a gold wrapper on the surface just so that
Y'all can admit that it's hot (It's hot!). Somebody tell me I'm not (They can't)
I'm hot as a bottle of kerosene, wit' a lit match, down in Tennessee
In the Middle a summer at midday, when the sunlight looking dumb bright
With a gunfight across the street
Ain't nobody hot as me (Who hot as me?)
Beatty Butane, what'cha call that? Someone
Tell em check the title, yeah, this the "Fallback"
Even all my rivals have to witness my arrival cuz I'm
Gifted like a bridal shower ticket to the Eiffel tower
Beatty flow like Michael Jordan with the step back. Wet
More like jumping from the free throw with a jet pack. Bet
Two things that I love: my mother and my colors too
"Free EP" on the way, boy it's coming soon
Ye-yeah, now free
Free. Free. Ye-yeah, say free
Free. Uh, ye-yeah, now free
Free. Yeah, ye-yeah, say free
Free. (Ah!). Free my people, my brothers
Free my sisters, free their mothers, free their aunties, free our cousins, free
Free, free, free, y-yeah, ok
Free Ep on the way, boy it's coming soon
Beatty where you been, it's like I don't even know you (Where you been)
I was filling up the paper bag like it's whole foods (Let's go)
Tryna put my momma in a mansion with a dope view
And lining up nines, my inbox on sudoku
(Ha!)
Hard to think straight, so I keep my thoughts vocal (Vocal)
I remember being disillusioned in a vote booth (For real)
Still dealing with trauma from cops killing our children (For what)
Almost changed the government name to "please don't shoot" (Screams)
Call my city Banner City 'cuz we got the banners (We got the banners)
When Kyrie came to the Celtics man that was magic (Yeah)
When Gordon Hayward hit the hardwood we all panicked, then we
Bounced back on em like the Pats did Atlanta (Bounce)
Bounce back is in our DNA. Who the hell told you
That you gotta wait, for another King to lead the way (You don't)
Got a dollar and a daydream and a day job
I Clock out to knock em out on the beat, dream away
(Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, wooh!)
Beatty get up in the morning--7AM I don't use an alarm
Murder rappers while I'm yawning--but the police are never involved
Dip it all in hydrofluoric--so the evidence is gonna dissolve
Whole squad up in the army--you are not ready for war my brother no
You are not ready at all. Everybody wanna ball (Ball!)
If everybody hiking up the same path 'lot 'a people gonna fall (Fa-fall)
Gotta practice till you're perfect. (Perfect). Gotta back it with a purpose (Purpose)
Got a package and I gotta pack it with a gold wrapper on the surface just so that
Y'all can admit that it's hot (It's hot!). Somebody tell me I'm not (They can't)
I'm hot as a bottle of kerosene, wit' a lit match, down in Tennessee
In the Middle a summer at midday, when the sunlight looking dumb bright
With a gunfight across the street
Ain't nobody hot as me (Who hot as me?)
Beatty Butane, what'cha call that? Someone
Tell em check the title, yeah, this the "Fallback"
Even all my rivals have to witness my arrival cuz I'm
Gifted like a bridal shower ticket to the Eiffel tower
Beatty flow like Michael Jordan with the step back. Wet
More like jumping from the free throw with a jet pack. Bet
Two things that I love: my mother and my colors too
"Free EP" on the way, boy it's coming soon
Ye-yeah, now free
Free. Free. Ye-yeah, say free
Free. Uh, ye-yeah, now free
Free. Yeah, ye-yeah, say free
Free. (Ah!). Free my people, my brothers
Free my sisters, free their mothers, free their aunties, free our cousins, free
Free, free, free, y-yeah, ok
Free Ep on the way, boy it's coming soon
Writer: Jonathan Beatty
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