[Verse 1] Uh, I still know your old number by heart 310-644, need amor, see? I adored you Got the same roots, so your tree I explore Ain't with the law but you're everything I court, get it? The only girl I'd come and visit When I got my Ls a nigga was well intentioned Still virgins, but felt each other some exquisite My pure purpose was to find out where you're numb and kiss it Wasn't young and dumb, was more like dumb and gifted Used to dance I would come to watch you hit the splits Remember when that nigga put his hands on you at the pool? You saw another side of me, that was something vicious He had it coming, from love I wasn't runnin' I'd fight for it, a life to give, for you I'd buy a dozen Rose bushes, in hopes that each one would blossom in it's season That was when I believed in, fallin'
[Chorus] Heels over head, feet on the ledge (Fallin') Wheels on the edge, lean over then (Fallin') Feels like I'm skydivin' shoeless When did love just become so ruthless? Heels over head, feet on the ledge (Fallin') Wheels on the edge, lean over then (Fallin') Feels like a fight I'm losin' When did love just become so—
[Verse 2] The homies in the hood thought study abroad meant anatomy Like introducing your world to the lower half of me I guess the irony of it was that we supposed to be lovers When we signed up, but that was two months 'fore we had to leave We still traveled, can't throw down no gavel No judgment, our love ran its course but no Babel Our tower didn't shoot through the clouds with no shadow Hung over them, now sober dem Drink by the pitcher, fuck by the liver, lust for a nigga Trust ain't a issue, we in Costa Rica so we must be adventurous In the rainforest with the monkeys, tarantulas Got they eyes on us, our drank you would take a puff Broke students, but we made enough Then I got reckless and neglected you I wanted my dinner and my breakfast too I was on my solo shit while you was fallin'
[Chorus] Heels over head, feet on the ledge (Fallin') Wheels on the edge, lean over then (Fallin') Feels like I'm skydivin' shoeless When did love just become so ruthless? Heels over head, feet on the ledge (Fallin') Wheels on the edge, lean over then (Fallin') Feels like a fight I'm losin' When did love just become so—
[Verse 3] Why niggas play that shit like baggage is a female trait? It's like tellin' a woman that she lyin' when she yells, "Wait" And Cole says, "She don't wanna be saved," leave your cake 'Cause once you're in it to win it you may not see your escape With that said, I can admit it, I play "Queens" to fuck with bitches And through my hurt vision at times I couldn't tell the difference And through my uncried tears I couldn't smell the flowers So the power of pussy had niggas on jaded missions But if it's in his will, might as well Jaden Smith it If you feelin' the kid maybe we should stay and kick it We can both enjoy the company, someone who listens We'll take the bite off of the knife out of my side in stitches Begin the process of healing, progress is needed My lesson wasn't learned the first time so that shit was repeated Everything I gave the universe I'm bound to receive it Like when I lied and I cheated, wonder where she went, fallin'
[Chorus] Heels over head, feet on the ledge (Fallin') Wheels on the edge, lean over then (Fallin') Feels like I'm skydivin' shoeless When did love just become so ruthless? Heels over head, feet on the ledge (Fallin') Wheels on the edge, lean over then (Fallin') Feels like a fight I'm losin' When did love just become so—
[Post-Chorus] I'm fallin', ooh
[Interlude] Ayy, Smoke, get out your fuckin' feelings Nigga, what you lookin' sad for, bro? Ayy, man, talk to this nigga, man, I don't know what to say Bro, bro, we finna go to the club and you lookin' depressed (Man, this nigga's on some "Where did she go?") They gon' dance all down your locks, bro You know what I mean? They gon' put the locks right in-between they cheeks, nigga You know one your strings just gon' hang between the cheeks, nigga We finna go see ass, ass, ass, ass, ass—Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
