Fall Lyrics - Kevin Gates

I had my back against the wall 

And on my knuckles I had a lot and lost it all 

Friends I use to know no longer speaking anyone more 

(They don't know me away more) 

They saying prayer, don't we all 

But unanswered prayers make you feel that God is not accepting calls 

And I just want to ball 

Wishing something falls thru 

Shots running got the children ducking undercover 

The older one preparing supper for the youngest of them 

Oatmeal, hotdogs, weenies and sugar bread 

Father turned himself in sort felt like he should have fled 

Mother fumbling with a hand full of tricks 

Asking God for a hand with the rent 

Being fondle in the club with she strips 

Tears got mascara running down her lips 

Save up enough take the kids to the Hills 

But customers want to see her do a split 

How bad can it get? 

Subjected to disparate measure just to get ahead 

If all else fails prevail, get the bread 

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I had my back against the wall 

And on my knuckles I had a lot and lost it all 

Friends I use to know no longer speaking anyone more 

(They don't know me away more) 

They saying prayer, don't we all 

But unanswered prayers make you feel that God is not accepting calls 

And I just want to ball 

Wishing something falls thru 

Wishing something falls thru 

Bills due, kids playing, momma praying and she crying in her room 

Need some help send it soon 

Oldest boy cutting school 

As she sniffs another bag it will help her escape her doom 

Father God he been on same route that he been smoking 

That him knocking at the door 

Don't let him in he ain't focus 

Street calling 

Getting critical 

Her son got a pistol too 

On the kitchen table finding evidence of residue 

Crackman, those kids selling turning them into young felons 

Momma Yelling Crying up to God 

Help me dear heaven 

Wishing she can do it over asking for another chance 

See her babies growing colder 

Life is getting out of hand 

I had my back against the wall 

And on my knuckles I had a lot and lost it all 

Friends I use to know no longer speaking anyone more 

(They don't know me away more) 

They saying prayer, don't we all 

But unanswered prayers make you feel that God is not accepting calls 

And I just want to ball 

Wishing something falls thru 

Life what you make want it, you want it, take it 

Can't be a gangster then you sign statements 

Rather take care of my kids then be famous 

Momma love with choices 

A lot of invoices 

Either feed the kids or you feed your habit 

Damn shame she always go and feed her habit 

Wouldn't spoke tell she eats 

Let me preach 

Don't go home for weeks don't let me preach 

Man there's realness of the ghetto 

My people get gas as soon as the hit the petal 

Meek ain't never lie 

A Life is really levels 

I see why L.A niggas take pebbles 

I had my back against the wall 

And on my knuckles I had a lot and lost it all 

Friends I use to know no longer speaking anyone more 

(They don't know me away more) 

They saying prayer, don't we all 

But unanswered prayers make you feel that God is not accepting calls 

And I just want to ball 

Wishing something falls thru