Fall Thru

(альбом: K.O.B. 3 - 2015)

[Hook: Kevin Gates]
I had my back against the wall
Been on my knuckles, had a lot and lost it all
Friends I used to know no longer speaking anymore
They don't know me anymore
They're saying pray but don't we all
Unanswered prayers make you feel like God is not accepting calls
And I just wanna ball (I just wanna ball)
Wishing somethin'd fall through

[Verse 1: Kevin Gates]
Shots ringing, got the children ducking under covers
The oldest one preparing supper for the youngest of them
Oatmeal, hot dog weenies, and sugar bread
Father turned himself in, sorta feel like he should've fled
Mother fumbling with a hand full of tricks
Asking God for a hand with the rent
Being fondled in the club when she strip
Tears got mascara running down her lips
Save up enough, take the kids to the hills, but customers wanna see her do a split
How bad can it get?
Subjected to desperate measures just to get ahead
If all else fails, prevail, get the bread

[Hook: Kevin Gates]
I had my back against the wall
Been on my knuckles, had a lot and lost it all
Friends I used to know no longer speaking anymore
They don't know me anymore
They're saying pray but don't we all
Unanswered prayers make you feel like God is not accepting calls
And I just wanna ball (I just wanna ball)
Wishing somethin'd fall through

[Verse 2: Maino]
Wishing somethin'd fall though
Bills due
Kids playing, momma praying and she's crying in her room
Need some help, send it soon
Oldest boy, cutting school
As she sniff another bag, it'll help escape her doom
Father gone, he been on
Same route that he's been smoking
That's a knocking at the door, don't let him in. he ain't focused
Streets calling, getting critical
Her son got a pistol too
On the kitchen table finding evidence of residue
Crack, man, them kids selling
Turning them to young felons
Mommy yelling, crying up to God, help me, dear heaven
Wishing she could do it over, asking for another chance
See her babies growing colder, life is getting out of hand

[Hook: Kevin Gates]
I had my back against the wall
Been on my knuckles, had a lot and lost it all
Friends I used to know no longer speaking anymore
They don't know me anymore
They're saying pray but don't we all
Unanswered prayers make you feel like God is not accepting calls
And I just wanna ball (I just wanna ball)
Wishing somethin'd fall through

[Verse 3: Money]
Life's what you make it
You want it? Take it
Can't be a gangster then you sign statements
Rather take care of my kids than be famous
Momma left with choices, a lot of invoices
Either feed the kids, or you feed your habit
Damn shame, she always go and feed her habit
Wanna smoke 'till she eat, let me preach
Don't go home for weeks, don't let me preach
Man there's realness in the ghetto
My people get gas as soon as they hit the pedal
Meek ain't never lied, a life is really levels
See why L.A. niggas take, pebbles

[Hook: Kevin Gates]
I had my back against the wall
Been on my knuckles, had a lot and lost it all
Friends I used to know no longer speaking anymore
They don't know me anymore
They're saying pray but don't we all
Unanswered prayers make you feel like God is not accepting calls
And I just wanna ball (I just wanna ball)
Wishing somethin'd fall through