What goes up Must come down I know this What you put out Will come round They falling off of the cliff I got drive I could offer a lift Fuck it Better call for a lyft I won't let these niggas breathe Until they tell me I'm the best I made black boy joy You can't tell me nothing less Now a nigga winnin' I was telling y'all to bet I don't wear them tight jeans They don't tell me how to dress They just tell me where to sign And I go and cash the check Okay that was I lie But fuck it I'm tryna flex I'm the voice of the north Bitch I'm running with the torch Nigga is you sane Tryna run against a horse I let nature play it's course I don't need a catchy chorus Y'all can keep me separated I don't need no damn divorce I don't need yo damn support I be fine on my own Got about 1,000 people know the lines to my songs And that's just the start nigga I'm just shedding light on being a dark nigga Welcome to college park nigga What goes up must come down I know this Falling What you put out Will come round I know this Falling What goes up must come down I know this Falling What you put out Will come round I know this Falling