Dead Leaves

Speaking on my name, get you put in a burlap sack Run around in laps, run around the track, Words like bullets ricochet, can't retract Stay silent, stay wise, don't fall in the trap Never give em' attention don't pick at the Scabs Lookin' through my memories, I'm lookin At the scraps Don't worry about the past, ain't gettin That shit back Keep steppin' and prevail There's been times where I've fuckin' failed, There's been times shit went off the rails There's been times where I felt like hell, Vision blurred, seein' stars Lights out, now I gotta up the score, Poverty stricken, always been poor Got on my grind, now it's raining cash galore And I see em' at my door, see em' on my porch Like a mob spawn didn't put down my torch Now I'm walkin' in the rain just to get a zip going at my own pace, I travel back and forth Now I'm feelin' bored, my brain numb to the core Bitches chase me, it look like round 20 crowd Lookin' like a fuckin' horde Now I'm feelin' bored, my brain numb to the core Bitches chase me, it look like round 20 crowd Lookin' like a fuckin' horde Don't f*ck with these whores, they always want more Get up to my level, take a ladder Tryna play me, but that's some shit I won't fall for Takin' drugs more than I have before, Drivin' on the road, and I crashed Now they all took a detour Don't give a f*ck, I survived And they couldn't tell I was off the dope Drank too much, now my head won't stop spinnin' Just like the globe Got your bitch with me, so I disrobe You been fallin' off like a continental slope Every time I hear your shit, can't help but laugh Shit soundin' funny, sound like a joke Can't help that your bitch clearly want me And she always naggin' me, she wanna elope Boy, you a nerd and a loser, go write some shit On your page, just so you can cope Every time I see you in person, you always frownin' You sad, all you do is mope Difficult times, now the man of the house Smokin' resin bowls, and it smelled like Brussels sprouts Come around, got sucker punched for runnin' your mouth, might as well dress as a clown The day I leave this earth, no one will care I look inside myself, I stop and I stare Speaking on my name, get you put in a burlap sack Run around in laps, run around the track, Words like bullets ricochet, can't retract Stay silent, stay wise, don't fall in the trap Never give em' attention don't pick at the Scabs Lookin' through my memories, I'm lookin At the scraps Don't worry about the past, ain't gettin That shit back Keep steppin' and prevail There's been times where I've fuckin' failed, There's been times shit went off the rails There's been times where I felt like hell, Vision blurred, seein' stars Lights out, now I gotta up the score, Poverty stricken, always been poor Got on my grind, now it's raining cash galore Vision blurred, seein' stars Lights out, now I gotta up the score, Poverty stricken, always been poor Got on my grind, now it's raining cash galore Got on my grind Got on my grind