Falling Back Video (MV)

Say, I just want a bag
I don't want nothing else
I don't want nothing else
My momma raised a hustler, hit that road about that paper
Getting loads like a trucker
I know these niggas hating on me, These niggas having questions, how this young nigga bubbled
F*ck how they feel, cause they ain't care when I was down bad
I showed my all, gave them my last and they gave they ass

They ain't call me when I was down, so I ain't calling back
I peep the love was fake, went to falling back I'm chasing after checks, f*ck where my problems at
It's smoke behind the bag, I want all of
That, oh
I want all of that, nigga, I want all of that

I ain't gon' lie, I let that money change me
Used to be down bad, would you blame me
My mama looked me in my eyes like, boy, what you thinking
Looked in her eyes, I told her I gotta bring that bank in
Give up my freedom before I let the ship sink in

I'm boating to the check forever racing Calculated steps just like chess, no moves
Wasted
A team player, I'ma put the play in placement
My bad, I had to lane switch Cause I got tired of the basement
Trail tribulations, I ain't quit, I stayed patient

Youngin' from the slums, my life harder than some pavement
I don't wanna talk, ain't giving dap if you ain't paying
Like everyday my birthday, tryna bring the cake in
I score then stay humble no time for celebration

I finally made it out the basement

My momma raised a hustler, hit that road about that paper
Getting loads like a trucker
I know these niggas hating on me, These niggas having questions, how this young nigga bubbled
F*ck how they feel, cause they ain't care when I was down bad
I showed my all, gave them my last and they gave they ass

They ain't call me when I was down, so I ain't calling back
I peep the love was fake, went to falling back I'm chasing after checks, f*ck where my problems at
It's smoke behind the bag, I want all of
That, oh
I want all of that, nigga, I want all of that

Don't show your hands, just remember what you hustling for
Just like that check all blues, I won't never fold

I don't trust a soul, once that money gone, they all gone
I don't trust a soul, once that money gone, they all gone
I wanna thank God for all my opportunities
And everything he gave to me

But sometimes I feel like I'm losing it
I'm losing it