Falcon

You got the cash
Well I am about to come in and embezzle it
I am on a whole nother level
I put the bass up in your face
Youre feeling it treble
You jokers corny like kettle
My superflow is olympic that I need a medal
Pop out the bushes like 'Hello!'
I reach for the top and never settle
You say you rock, you a pebble
I rock and roll, Im heavy metal
Where are you now
Where are you now (Im whipping it)
Sitting back, Listening
Where are you, Where are you now
(Dipping it, butterfly, butterfly)
Where are you now
Falcon, Falcon, Fuck em
Theres cops on the road
Theres cops on the road
Theres cops on the road
Theres cops on the road, Falcon
Im on the move
Cops on the road, Douse em
I got you all bouncing, Falcon
I am not afraid to walk the lonely road
Im so curious of where we go, oh
Who really cares, we wont be there
When kingdom comes, it all falls down
(Cops on the road)
I hope wherever you are
You can see all of the stars, constellations
Im impatient, you are
Beautiful (beautiful)
You should know (you should know)
Wherever you go, Imma follow
Wherever you go, Imma follow
My heart is so hollow, Im high as Apollo
Seventeen, having problems with all of them models
Who rather bring bottles on bottles
We gotta go skrt, head on with all em
Oh only you, can hold me down
What do you think Im doing when youre not around
Im just at home by myself
(Or out with them girls
Oh we both know that doesnt help me)
(No, no Im ready to go)
So much better than before
Nigga said I wasnt dope
But now my head is on the road
Bounce (got me swerving on the road)
Bounce (all them cops is on the road)
Bounce, Bounce (Cops, Falcon )
Looking at my life East Atlanta
Im a African American a variant to what my citys like
The worlds going to hell
I just roll up the gas
And pass it all around the circle for my day 1 homies
Oh, you acting like you know me
Remember when I was so lowkey
Chill in the club, with a doobie and a cutie
Well I got a lil vibe, I know they gone judge me
But thats a necessary evil
And I was gonna sin like people
Im living a lie, trying to do this right
Go mama do your dance
Leave my money in advance, the Louie V pants
Im never playing bout my bands
Kick in your door, “Doo! Doo! Doo!'
With the tool in my hand
Raury they dont understand
We had to stick it to the man
We bout to hit the road
Leave the money where I can
Let them hate on this event
Thats just a piece of the plan
Breaking news
There seems to be a high speed police chase
At north bound on the Los Angeles 101 freeway
There seems to be two cars
Trying to outrun police officers
With falcon winged doors , this is exciting