James Belac - Leaves, Pt. 2

P. Soul on the track nigga

Aye yeah yeah yeah yo
Aye yeah yeah yeah yo

I was gone like the leaves in December
Couldn't see but I remember
In that Nissan or a Jetta
We was creeping or what
(We was creeping or whatever)
Said we was creeping or whatever
(We was creeping or whatever)
Gone like the leaves in December
Couldn't see but I remember
In that Nissan or a Jetta
We was creeping or what
(We was creeping or whatever)
Said we was creeping or whatever
(We was creeping or whatever)

Backseat windows up
That's the way we like to uh
Never tell my business lord as my witness we lit as fuck
The way that I convey and articulate what I say
Leaves her feeling just like a lake or a pound of puddles in May
Message sent but I don't have any regret
And in the bed I don't have any respect
My Baby mama's father can tell whenever I'm with his daughter
She's waking up from nirvana and leaving her past behind her
Pull up to Benihana's forgetting all of our problems
The arguments that were started for saying something retarded
Late night with an attitude
Wonder why I'm never mad at you
Cuz you throw it back like a heart attack
And my cardiac is a red ballon
Ready to pop
As soon as I drop
You get up on top
Of course with no bra
Continue to fuck with my feeling ignoring opinion and that's why I'm going in raw
Coochi slain by a Super Saiyan
Always knew that I would do the music thing
Now watch me go from a coup to range
Rover game over she pull up cry on my shoulder
From all the lies that I've told her
I'm moving on I'm supposed to
Do these songs with no motive
It's kind of hard when I'm local
I'm hoping all of my vocals
Can reach the stars in the solar
System I get em litter than all of these other niggas
Told her "I won't forget ya I'll see you back in December"
Cuz I'm gone
Yeah
Because I'm gone
I'm gone
I'm gone
I'm gone

Gone like the leaves in December
Couldn't see but I remember
In that Nissan or a Jetta
We was creeping or whatever
(We was creeping or whatever)
Said we was creeping or what
(Said we was creeping or whatever yeah)

Gone like the leaves in December
(Shit)
Couldn't see but I remember
(Couldn't see but I remember)
In that Nissan or a Jetta
(In that fucked up Porsche)
We creeping or what
We was creeping or whatever
Let that bitch ride out
Let that Bih ride out
For the
For the
For the
For the shorty's for the one time

Written by:
Caleb Hill

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