Backburner - Jehry Robinson

Falling

Falling

It’s falling into place

They try to put me on a backburner

Yeah, back in school I was a bad learner

Yeah, ‘til they put me in the lab, murdered everything they had

Man I’m way to assertive with all the wording on this pad

They can never deter me, just have me swerving off the path

Never occurred to nobody I was in the bad way

Staring at a gun with a blunt in the ash tray

Put it to my head, swear to God that this my last day

Can’t pray, I feel like God is mad

I just saw my Aunt, had to tell me that my cousin noddin' out again

How many times we gon' do this, man?

It’s out of hand

I got a better plan, no one try’na listen

Take depression and divide it by persistence

Took my vision and I made a fucking business

It’s on me since beginning, I was built to go the distance

So insistent on providing my assistance

Bitch I’m different than these motherfuckers

Then I hit ‘em with some uppercuts

Never giving love, I’m just try’na give it back though

Backstage on the bus feeling mad low

Way late, I can’t even pay the landlord

Whole life ain’t shit, I been mad poor

Lately I been round the world, every airport

Fuck a sad story, I’ma skip the bad parts

2020 in the vision, we gon' blast off

Who am I?

I live with my head under a gun

Keep my head down and try to hustle

Get scared but I never run

Fuck the suicide

Said you gon' have to kill me when I’m done

And if Jesus come down to save us you’ll understand what we’ve won

(Go, go, go, go!)

Who am I?

I live with my head under a gun

Keep my head down and try to hustle

Get scared but I never run

Fuck the suicide

I’m falling

I’m falling into place

See the older I grow they get more on my dick

Holding that shit like I’m taking a piss

It’s moments like this that make us who we is

Try’na make a better life for our kids

Forgive me for flashing this thing on my wrist

It feels so good when you came up with shit

My mother and father thought I was a dick

Cause I had no car and no place I could live

But now I been chilling just repping my team

My efforts allowed me a second to breath

You don’t know my story, you don’t know my life

You don’t know what it’s like to go to the bank

And not have a dollar for all of these hours

So now that I got ‘em I’m calling them out

And I’m letting them know that we’re here

Excuse me sir, you’re in my chair

I’m head of the table, butter my bagel

Cinnamon Raisin and I drink Hazel-

Nut coffee, don’t fuck up my order or

You’re fired, you’re fired

Said riding around, they know me in the hood

Cause I know I’ve done everything I could

That’s why my whole team, we all eating good

I am the focus of what we all could

Become if we unite together as one

Don’t think that my work will ever be done

Someone will have to come sever my tongue

Cause every morning I’m up with the sun

Been sharpening blades, I been loading my gun

Waiting for someone to say something dumb

Who am I?

I live with my head under a gun

Keep my head down and try to hustle

Get scared but I never run

Fuck the suicide

Said you gon' have to kill me when I’m done

And if Jesus come down to save us you’ll understand what we’ve done

(Go, go, go, go!)

Who am I?

I live with my head under a gun

Keep my head down and try to hustle

Get scared but I never run

Fuck the suicide

I’m falling

I’m falling into place

Wait hold up, stop the show

I’m not high, but I’m not so low

I’m not defined by the things I know

It’s just too close, man, I can’t let go

Yeah, drift away with me now

Sit back with an eighth of some loud

Wish I could be who I say to the crowd

I’m a superhero now, I need a cape and a crown

I’m an ape, made a sound in the middle of New York

Took around the nation, got a little bit of love

No filter, yeah, I’m bitter with the plug

Too busy judging to consider what it was

Steady hating like they did it out of love

Trav came and pulled a motherfucker out the mud

I had a little bit of fight left, a little bit of buzz

Just a little bit of life left, whole lot of blood

Now I’m boutta make a milli off t-shirts

Was up late doing my research

Had to swan dive in this bitch feet first

No high fives, running until my feet hurt

I tell you one thing, we ain’t getting weaker

Whole team taken care of over features

I ain’t gotta break the bank just so I can eat bro

Little bit of weed and my mama living decent

(Peace fam)

Who am I?

I live with my head under a gun

Keep my head down and try to hustle

Get scared but I never run

Fuck the suicide

Said you gon' have to kill me when I’m done

And if Jesus come down to save us you’ll understand what we’ve done

(Go, go, go, go!)

Who am I?

I live with my head under a gun

Keep my head down and try to hustle

Get scared but I never run

Fuck the suicide

I’m falling

I’m falling into place