Fall in Love

[Hook] To fall in love With the things you do Don't sell yourself To fall in love With those things you do [Verse 1: Baatin] Ladies loving my music is like some sex shit Niggas trying to grip up my mic like it's a dick Run around the corner to pick up the new shit Toss this in the deck so niggas can catch rep I'm the motherfucker gripping the mic like it's a joke Niggas fall in love with the music like its a ho Put down your mic you lost your whole flow You take it too seriously like it's a gamble Fuck this rap shit I listen to classical In the studio loop as usual Loving my lyrical Fuck bitches that you would know I'm out of this cause you wanna be below Y'all niggas in love with the S Y'all niggas in love with the S [Hook] [Verse 2: T3] Yeah, JD man I see sometimes I sit and wonder when I think about these written rhymes How'd I get to the point constantly taking all my time? Time I could of been spending gettin' cash, gettin' mine Hoping one day it comes around One day when I'm The nigga gettin' money, gettin' cash, gettin' signed Getting the fuck out the ghetto, cause I'm tired of crime But it's a crime that I feel this fucking way sometimes But sometimes I feel like this shit here's a waste of time Yours and mine To these niggas out here trying to rhyme Your reason for it better sure 'nough be genuine I do it because it gives me a sort of peace-of-mind And for the love [Hook] Yo, one-two Word up, ah one-two, SV, word up, word up, alright Uh,uh,uh and to my nigga Jay-Dee uh, uh my nigga T-3 uh, oh That nigga Baatin uh, uh, that's my crew Yo, uh, oh this going out to my nigga Bust-a And all my other motherfu-cka What up to all you trying to bust, us Trying to get down with us, cause we know you just mad as hell Yo I'll give em the mic, ehhh! So niggas don't know that I am T-3 on the mic I do what I do what I like, to get down right tonight (cause?) Cause I get down tonight, yo Niggas try and put up a fight, wit us, yo alright Some freestyle shit