itslako - Dead Leaves Lyrics

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 f*ckin' 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 f*ckin' horde
Now I'm feelin' bored, my brain numb to the core
Bitches chase me, it look like round 20 crowd Lookin' like a f*ckin' 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 f*ckin' 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