| Everything’s for sale, going out of business |
| You used to be the shit |
| Now they’re tellin' you that you’re finished |
| You washed up, the well ran dry, you’re outta wishes |
| But never take it personal motherfucker, it’s business |
| Art is the interchangeable when they’re not recoupable |
| Them numbers start plummeting and you’re no longer usable |
| Everything was good a week ago |
| How did you end up |
| (Real success comes by trying consistently) |
| Your A&R stopped pickin' up |
| Now this shit is real as fuck |
| Your deal worth six albums, only turned in one |
| Spent your whole advance on rent, clothes and cheap dates |
| Now you’re outta money drivin' Postmates |
| Nigga how you fall off?! |
| Aye, nigga how you fall off?! |
| Aye, nigga how you fall off?! |
| Nigga how?! |
| Whatever you try to control, will eventually elude you |
| Aye, the local celebrity’s back home now |
| Used to being a big shot until you lost your crown |
| The king of the castle is missin' a tassel and looking tacky |
| You fell from Hollywood back to your mom and dad’s addy |
| You callin' up the bitches that you used to fuck |
| They ain’t around |
| You callin' up your homies like «Let's roll a blunt» |
| Who got the pound? |
| Feelin' depressed, wonderin' how did I end up |
| (Eventually, you know why things happen as they do) |
| It went from all good to all bad quick, ain’t this a bitch? |
| Let this be a lesson for you if you tryna get rich |
| When you’re chasin' your dream, never live above your means |
| 'Cause if you lose it all, they gon' ask you |
| Nigga how you fall off?! |
| Aye, nigga how you fall off?! |
| Aye, nigga how you fall off?! |
| Nigga how?! |
| The journey is not based on increasing success |
| Rather awaits |