Lyrics Packy – Falling Up
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Falling, oh oh oh oooh oh
Oh oh oh oh oooh falling, falling
I feel like I’m falling up
I feel like I’m falling up
Falling up, falling up (yeah)
I feel like I’m falling up
I feel like I’m falling up
I feel like I’m falling up (haha, we’re back)
Falling up, falling up
I feel like I’m falling up (still floss though, yeah)
I feel like I’m falling up
I feel like I’m falling up (yeah, uh)
Falling up, falling up
So I’m feeling good, I’m great as gravy
They say chill, but I say crazy
I say pay me, baddest chick here, that’s my baby
What’s good?
I had one more drink than I prolly should
But I feel amazing
I’m fucking with this party so it’s banging
Yeah that’s right, ain’t went this hard since last night
Like, I’m on some newness
They talk it, we do this
Walk in like who this dude is
We the Speck, I thought you knew this
I thought you knew this
Better recognize what this crew is
Talk business, I’m ’bout it
Talk about my shows they crowded
I live for this I’m in that moment
(In that zone) I’m in that zone and
Feels like we made it d-don’t it
‘Nother level that I’m on it
I feel like I’m falling up
I feel like I’m falling up
I feel like I’m falling up
Falling up, falling up
I feel like I’m falling up
I feel like I’m falling up
I feel like I’m falling up
Falling up, falling up
I feel like I’m falling up
I feel like I’m falling up
I feel like I’m falling up
Falling up, falling up
I feel like I’m falling up
I feel like I’m falling up
I feel like I’m falling up
Falling up, falling up
Messing with my crew, crew
Putting heads on that new, new
Buzzing like that brew do
Got your woman doing that voodoo
Like oh, my damn, this was never part of that plan
But I take it, take it, I take it and I stay away from fake shit
Like word, that’s real, how that feel, like the sweetest thing
Team of the year, and every verse I write is sweet sixteen
That’s nothing, I’m on cruise control keeping it a hundred
Tryna tell me what to do but they ain’t done it
Every rapper got that team, but my team they rush it
And every rapper’s talking weed, but I’ma be the bluntest
They jocking us, we on stage, they rock with us
We in the stu’, they blog it up
We got that heat, we fogging up
I feel like I’m falling up
I feel like I’m falling up
I feel like I’m falling up
Falling up, falling up
I feel like I’m falling up
I feel like I’m falling up
I feel like I’m falling up
Falling up, falling up
I feel like I’m falling up
I feel like I’m falling up
I feel like I’m falling up
Falling up, falling up
I feel like I’m falling up
I feel like I’m falling up
I feel like I’m falling up
Falling up, falling up
I feel like I’m falling up (yeah)
I feel like I’m falling up (shout out sax flow for this one)
I feel like I’m falling up
Falling up, falling up (that boy can cook)
I feel like I’m falling up (let that boy cook)
I feel like I’m falling up (let that, let that boy cook)
I feel like I’m falling up
Falling up, falling up (I’m gone)
I feel like I’m falling up
I feel like I’m falling up
I feel like I’m falling up
Falling up, falling up
I feel like I’m falling up
I feel like I’m falling up
I feel like I’m falling up
Falling up, falling up