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Fell Off Video (MV)




Performed By: 2fresh
Length: 3:24
Written by: Josiah Banks




2fresh - Fell Off Lyrics




I fell off gotta get it back
My plug got hit I ain't feelin that
When we catch him we gonna do him bad
My fingas keep itching i'm scratching back
When we catch him we gonna do him bad
I fell off gotta get it back
My plug got hit I ain't feelin that
I'm going in
I was born in it
Not sworn in it
Oh what a time
One of a kind
On the grind
With my slimes
I can't pick I can't choose
I want em all
We gone ball
We gone ball
Till we fall

It was a 20 pack play
I had no money on me
I let my trust run too deep
Fein for that green
I put the risk on my team
Oh lord shame on me
Two five for each pack
50 gees was seized
Jack boys just came up
No it wasn't police
Just touchdown in the H-town
Had some shows this week
Me and my plug lost eye 2 eye
He felt like i crossed him
I don't know why
Why would i cross him for a piece of pie
When i'm already eaten with who make the pies
Never bite the hand that feeds
How could you feed all yo people
That's not something that we do
You'll end up looking like Smeagol
Never bite the hands that feed you
That's not something we do
You'll end up looking like Smeagol
That's not something we do
Yeah yeah yeahhhhhh

I fell off gotta get it back
My plug got hit I ain't feelin that
When we catch him we gonna do him bad
My fingas keep itching i'm scratching back
When we catch him we gonna do him bad
I fell off gotta get it back
My plug got hit I ain't feelin that
I'm going in
I was born in it
Not sworn in it
Oh what a time
One of a kind
On the grind
With my slimes
I can't pick I can't choose
I want em all
We gone ball
We gone ball
Till we fall

7 Gees in east sac
Sister place got rammed shacked
9 Gees in north sac
Tete place got jammed bad
Waffle house got shut down
Narcs unit got them blues now
Cricket cops pockets crippin now
Outta state plug chicken down
They don't even wanna f*ck around
My plug think i burnt him now
My hoe bitch
Found out about my square bitch
She claim my pimpin watered down
How do I win how now
I'm in the hot seat now
All i wanna do
Is stack hunnits and count these thous
Turn it to M's
Turn it to them M&M's
I cant get right
So I pray for them
I wake up everyday
With my chin up ahh
I can't quit i'll never fold
Never bend i neva told
Ohhhhhh

I fell off gotta get it back
My plug got hit I ain't feelin that
When we catch him we gonna do him bad
My fingas keep itching i'm scratching back
When we catch him we gonna do him bad
I fell off gotta get it back
My plug got hit I ain't feelin that
I'm going in
I was born in it
Not sworn in it
Oh what a time
One of a kind
On the grind
With my slimes
I can't pick I can't choose
I want em all
We gone ball
We gone ball
Till we fall
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I fell off gotta get it back
My plug got hit I ain't feelin that
When we catch him we gonna do him bad
My fingas keep itching i'm scratching back
When we catch him we gonna do him bad
I fell off gotta get it back
My plug got hit I ain't feelin that
I'm going in
I was born in it
Not sworn in it
Oh what a time
One of a kind
On the grind
With my slimes
I can't pick I can't choose
I want em all
We gone ball
We gone ball
Till we fall

It was a 20 pack play
I had no money on me
I let my trust run too deep
Fein for that green
I put the risk on my team
Oh lord shame on me
Two five for each pack
50 gees was seized
Jack boys just came up
No it wasn't police
Just touchdown in the H-town
Had some shows this week
Me and my plug lost eye 2 eye
He felt like i crossed him
I don't know why
Why would i cross him for a piece of pie
When i'm already eaten with who make the pies
Never bite the hand that feeds
How could you feed all yo people
That's not something that we do
You'll end up looking like Smeagol
Never bite the hands that feed you
That's not something we do
You'll end up looking like Smeagol
That's not something we do
Yeah yeah yeahhhhhh

I fell off gotta get it back
My plug got hit I ain't feelin that
When we catch him we gonna do him bad
My fingas keep itching i'm scratching back
When we catch him we gonna do him bad
I fell off gotta get it back
My plug got hit I ain't feelin that
I'm going in
I was born in it
Not sworn in it
Oh what a time
One of a kind
On the grind
With my slimes
I can't pick I can't choose
I want em all
We gone ball
We gone ball
Till we fall

7 Gees in east sac
Sister place got rammed shacked
9 Gees in north sac
Tete place got jammed bad
Waffle house got shut down
Narcs unit got them blues now
Cricket cops pockets crippin now
Outta state plug chicken down
They don't even wanna f*ck around
My plug think i burnt him now
My hoe bitch
Found out about my square bitch
She claim my pimpin watered down
How do I win how now
I'm in the hot seat now
All i wanna do
Is stack hunnits and count these thous
Turn it to M's
Turn it to them M&M's
I cant get right
So I pray for them
I wake up everyday
With my chin up ahh
I can't quit i'll never fold
Never bend i neva told
Ohhhhhh

I fell off gotta get it back
My plug got hit I ain't feelin that
When we catch him we gonna do him bad
My fingas keep itching i'm scratching back
When we catch him we gonna do him bad
I fell off gotta get it back
My plug got hit I ain't feelin that
I'm going in
I was born in it
Not sworn in it
Oh what a time
One of a kind
On the grind
With my slimes
I can't pick I can't choose
I want em all
We gone ball
We gone ball
Till we fall
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Writer: Josiah Banks
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