Dead Leaves

Cut them off Most them ones, can't trust Most them ones wanna be someone It's funny what they do in the club Sharin' hugs "We're best friends," no we're not Move your hand from my top Alpaca on the joggers and I don't even jog Just a lover, word to my mother You're just undercover See you watching, quick, unfollow Make my heart turn hollow Won't be here tomorrow I'm like the sun, I rise up and then gone Back here tomorrow Clockwork Orange I ain't in the day of porridge Don't make me Chuck Norris 'Cause I run my town but I'm nothin' like Boris Tyron for PM 'Cause I'm active AM to PM Drop-top on the BM BM drop top when she see him Guilt trip, not guilty, what I'm pleadin' Crime scene, can't see me fleein' Sold out shows, not a packed coliseum Carpe diem, don't just live on the weekend Not a box you can't try fit T in Locksmith, break the lock, no key ting Annoying how your whip got keyed Slowthai might've been the one that keyed it Dead leaves, cut 'em off Can't give me a chance this ain't Tour de France Just bike to the stars, upgrade to a quad True say, I felt pain, but that made me strong Dead leaves, cut 'em off Can't give me a chance this ain't Tour de France Just bike to the stars, upgrade to a quad True say, I felt pain, but that made me strong Boiling point is nan's stew ready? Weston Favell JD reggy Was you born in a barn? Close the door, it's chilly Next door screamin' bout they got kids, but they don't live with me Reply in ad libs "Allow the badness" In an Audi, rush hour traffic Can't flutter mascara lashes Admit it 'cause you know it's long Too many liars, I don't trust no one Done walked through fires barefoot, no top Yeah, the heat was fire but the bop don't stop Not a lot goin' on in Northampton Shawshank ting, need redemption True say sellin' drugs, ain't got a pension Try repent my sins, but I'm not a reverend Not a lot goin' on in Britain Hot cross buns and a pot stewin' Yeah, I love tea, got a cup brewin While you commentatin' on how I do it Silence is loud, silence my movement Silence them, it's about the music If you snakin' me, you will learn by force Make myself snake boots then I walk my walk Dead leaves, cut 'em off Can't give me a chance this ain't Tour de France Just bike to the stars, upgrade to a quad True say, I felt pain, but that made me strong Dead leaves, cut 'em off Can't give me a chance this ain't Tour de France Just bike to the stars, upgrade to a quad True say, I felt pain, but that made me strong