Fall Video (MV)

I had to fall I had to get up
I had to show the world
Just what I'm made of
I had to do it i had no choice
Told mama we be rich no More worries

I told mama not to worry
Even if the money short
I go get some in a hurry
Even it means need to go
And rob a bank it goes
Hold up its a hold up
Five min till they show up
Hudson gang and they know us
Two strapped niggas out the Gutta
Out the gutta out the gutta out the gutta
We had to prove ourselves
Had to do it ourselves did it on own
Like we knew no one else
Everybody at the club
I'm putting in work
Im in the studio producing
Till my hands hurt
On that piano music my amo
I had to fall to realized
I was heading down the wrong way
I had to fall to realize
I was heading down

I had to fall i had to get up
I had to show the world
Just what I'm made of
I had to do it i had no choice
Told mama we be rich no More worries

Where we come from
They already know
What we been threw
People like to know
I had a deal i had dream
I got live it
And all the money that I made
I went and split it
Some for the family
For my mom who's been there
At all times
Worried a bout us
Coz we out on the grind
Coz we out on the field
Put our life on the line
I had to fall to realize
I was heading down
I was at my worst
It took for years
But it still hurts
I had to change
I had to make a decision
And stop looking for someone
To blame
I had to fall to realize
I was heading down the wrong Way

I had to fall I had to get up
I had to show the world
Just what I'm made of
I had to do it i had no choice
Told mama we be rich no More worries