The Leaves

Lyrics

[Chorus: Mick Jenkins + sample] 'Cause you never met another nigga quite like me A Southside nigga, way too Free A groovy nigga that's way too G [Verse 1] In the cut, twisting lemon kush and jasmine Lemon verbena candles burn slow Watch the verbs flow I spit that fire they can feel it in the third row He shoot deep, heroine, Larry Bird flow They got your silver spoon heated Treat it like it's a product The doctors approved, need it, read it Over here, it's ginger ale for your hoes I don't want they souls I move around if they want the gold I can't fade it [Chorus: Mick Jenkins + sample] 'Cause you never met another nigga quite like me A Southside nigga, way too Free A groovy nigga that's way too G [Bridge] It's the leaves, motherfucker It's the leaves, motherfucker Tell me, did you get to see 'em fall, motherfucker? Tell me, did you get to see 'em change, colors? It's the leaves, motherfucker Tell me, did you get to see the truth fall? Did you niggas see it? [Chorus: Mick Jenkins + sample] 'Cause you never met another nigga quite like me A Southside nigga, way too Free A groovy nigga that's way too G [Verse 2] Floral prints for the nature enthusiasts Caramel apple spice with a Hennessy Nubian We talk rap shit She do not smoke but I'm rolling a fat spliff We talk passions See we just trying to recognize the distractions Distract em, divide your whole team is just a fraction of what I might do Spit it full of solder, they speaking that tight, too And send this bitch up with these haikus Fuck with my famo [Chorus: Mick Jenkins + sample] 'Cause you never met another nigga quite like me A Southside nigga, way too Free A groovy nigga that's way too G