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Dead Leaves

 

Dead Leaves

(album: 4EVERFRIDAY SZN 4 - 2023)


Oh, woah, oh

No flexing, never had the need to impress me
Get it how we live it, all stress free
We just keep it moving at jet speed
But don't tempt me, when I get to skirting in the Benzi (Skrrt)
I can see you running on envy
I can see yo' pockets on empty

Falling like some dead leaves under us
Never seem to be in luck, will it ever be enough?
Falling like some dead leaves under us
Never seem to be in luck (Will it ever, will it ever?)
Will it ever be enough?

Honestly
It'd be better just to watch you leave (Ooh, yeah, yeah)
Will it ever be enough?
Will it all come together, is this all you gon' ever be?
Everybody got it rough
Everybody got excuses, only so many do they thing
I guess it's only right
That you feel that hurt yeah, you the type
She couldn't make it work
Hating from the side only made that worse
No flex, no time to hate, I
Won't stop till it's mine to take, so I
Won't give you the time of day
See you coming from a mile away (Mile away)

No flexing, never had the need to impress me
Get it how we live it, all stress free
We just keep it moving at jet speed
But don't tempt me, when I get to skirting in the Benzi (Skrrt)
I can see you running on envy
I can see yo' pockets on empty

Falling like some dead leaves under us
Never seem to be in luck, will it ever be enough?
Falling like some dead leaves under us
Never seem to be in luck (Will it ever, will it ever?)
Will it ever be enough?

All I see
That you falling like some autumn leaves (Ooh, yeah, yeah)
Honestly, it'd be better just to watch you leave

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