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Every Fall Video (MV)




Performed By: The City
Language: English
Length: 2:24
Written by: malachi green




The City - Every Fall Lyrics




Do you ever wonder
Why I go missing every summer and some winters to
Come back and drop an interlude
Make some posts snippet leaks and f*ck around like i got shit to do
I ain't got shit to prove
Top 2 in any room they wouldn't cross me coz they know I ain't got shit to lose
I'm in a different grove a different yute don't try me
I'm icy on any given day I'll get shifting dudes

My brother said make dua for this talent
All i got is bread and hammers and a list of people I'm blaming
Shit ain't easy when you're from famine
And your only way to make it is pouring pain to a canon
Rapper or actor not the latter I'm serious contender
Could never be on eastenders they give bags to pretenders
I'll blow a zag while it renders
And hope they don't bite with no dentchers
That's a like and a mention
I need a bag of sand for every anagram
A ticket for the tape and the outros when the balance rang
There screaming hakkasan I need some paper and a galavant
To wherever peace is I'll take a flight so I can balance man
But where's bangers man

She said come back it's almsot your season
You know winters mine
I'm outside tryna get this shit to line
Or booling in the studi with a linky on a different time
I took the longer rout to hit the finish line
Im almost home I'm nearly there
Im paranoid and starting through peep whole and there's no one there
They hit my phone and say I'm cold I know I'm cold I've been aware
I drop a song they cotton I drop again and dissapear
Same shit different year pain might interfere
Yeh
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English

Do you ever wonder
Why I go missing every summer and some winters to
Come back and drop an interlude
Make some posts snippet leaks and f*ck around like i got shit to do
I ain't got shit to prove
Top 2 in any room they wouldn't cross me coz they know I ain't got shit to lose
I'm in a different grove a different yute don't try me
I'm icy on any given day I'll get shifting dudes

My brother said make dua for this talent
All i got is bread and hammers and a list of people I'm blaming
Shit ain't easy when you're from famine
And your only way to make it is pouring pain to a canon
Rapper or actor not the latter I'm serious contender
Could never be on eastenders they give bags to pretenders
I'll blow a zag while it renders
And hope they don't bite with no dentchers
That's a like and a mention
I need a bag of sand for every anagram
A ticket for the tape and the outros when the balance rang
There screaming hakkasan I need some paper and a galavant
To wherever peace is I'll take a flight so I can balance man
But where's bangers man

She said come back it's almsot your season
You know winters mine
I'm outside tryna get this shit to line
Or booling in the studi with a linky on a different time
I took the longer rout to hit the finish line
Im almost home I'm nearly there
Im paranoid and starting through peep whole and there's no one there
They hit my phone and say I'm cold I know I'm cold I've been aware
I drop a song they cotton I drop again and dissapear
Same shit different year pain might interfere
Yeh
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Writer: malachi green
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