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letra de (maino remix) down fall. - azalah

shout out to money shout to gates man
this is azalah on the beat

( hook. 1)
i’m backed against the wall, on my knees, had a lot and lost it all. friends i used to know don’t speak to me anymore
they’re sayin pray, but don’t we all
unanswered prayers makes you feel like god’s not taking calls
and i just wanna ball ( i just wanna ball.)
wishin that something would fall

( verse. 1)
shots ringing, got the kids ducking under covers. the oldest
making supper for the little one. oatmeal, peanut b-tter, and bread. father turned himself in,, sorta felt like he shoulda fled and lead his family through the struggle
mother fumbling with a handful of tricks. being handled with in the club where she strip. tears of mascara runnin to her lips
saving up enough to take her kids to the hills but all her customers want to see her do the spilts
how bad can it get? subjected to extreme measures just to get ahead. if all else fail, prevail, get the bread

( hook. 2)
i’m backed against the wall, on my knees, had a lot and lost it all. friends i used to know don’t speak to me anymore
they’re sayin pray, but don’t we all
unanswered prayers makes you feel like god’s not taking calls
and i just wanna ball ( i just wanna ball.)
wishin that something would fall

( verse. 2)
bills due, children playing, while momma’s praying in her room, need some help send it soon. oldest son is skippin school. as she sniffs another bag, it’ll help save her from her doom. cause she bout to lose it
father gone. he went back on the same route, he’s been drinking
knocking on the door, don’t let him in he ain’t focused
streets calling, getting critical. her oldest son now has a pistol
on the kitchen table, finding evidence of residue
crack, man them kids been selling
turning them into young felons. momma yelling, crying up to god, help me, dear heaven. wishin she could do it over. asking for a second chance. see her babies getting colder, in the streets getting older

( hook. 3)
i’m backed against the wall, on my knees, had a lot and lost it all. friends i used to knowdon’t speak to me anymore
they’re sayin pray, but don’t we all
unanswered prayers makes you feel like god’s not taking calls
and i just wanna ball ( i just wanna ball.)
wishin that something would fall

( verse. 3)
life’s what you make it good or bad, if you want it take
can’t be a gangster, then sign a statement rather care for my kids than be famous, momma left, brothers are dead, sitting on my bed questioning my religion. trying to get a real vision of my future self

( hook. 4)

i’m backed against the wall, on my knees, had a lot and lost it all. friends i used to knowdon’t speak to me anymore
they’re sayin pray, but don’t we all
unanswered prayers makes you feel like god’s not taking calls
and i just wanna ball ( i just wanna ball.)
wishin that something would fall

- azalah

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