The Leaf | Outro

Bring em back to the 90s
It was all a dream
I used to read word up magazine
Different colors in the limousine
Zaybeats

I'm still growing, learned a couple things
Took a couple losses like any other king
All my day ones, pick em up throw a couple rings
I'm ready for success and what the fuck it brings
I been the same fool since grade school
Dreaming of all that other shit they said we can't do
So I can look in the mirror and say "I made you"
That self made shit that, look who came with
Me
I don't battle destructive culture
I just run with vultures
I just write all that fucking music my ex is bumping
And just a heads up, not one of y'all can tell me nothing
I'm past the discussions
I really tried with my shit, every lyric I'm living
Guess she don't vibe to my shit, I should go fuck some bitches
I should abandon my mentality, go ignorant
Sometimes I think it's the only way she would feel my shit
Sad ain't it?
I been in bag lately
Just thinking bout finances instead of her fine ass
But I'm so distracted
The only thing holding me back is
The fact I know the futures coming every day
So by the time they see it coming I plan to be on the way
I plan to be at that gate
I plan to be sitting pretty, I plan a little to late
My plan came from the template, they're only plan is to wait
Don't think that you're on my level I'm 50 planets away
Like god damnit what else should I have to say?
Like ey
Somebody play this for Dre
Somebody play this for Ebro, somebody play for this Sway
I ain't with that gossip shit, but play it for Charlemagne
Why not?
Somebody play this for Meek when he's riding inside his wraith
Tell him "sign that white boy today"
I been snapping way too long how much longer I gotta wait
Yeah how much longer I gotta wait, man
Cause if I never lit my city up, I brought it closer
And I don't gotta drink and drive because I brought a chauffeur
Mahogany under my glass, that is not a coaster
Drinking with bitches who do yoga and shop at Kroger
Pot smoker, heavily influenced by the bomb Doja
Brought up in October
The farthest thing from perfect whether I am or not sober
Shoutout to the hoes back at mamas I brought over
I'm out on my grown shit
Really don't own shit
Stack up the profits keep that paper in motion
I'm back on my bullshit
I'm back on the potions
Me and post by the potion
Take a picture and post it
I know she would do it for the most shit
I know how to sort it out and put some players into motion
I know how to roll a leaf and turn that bitch into smoke
So if you rolling through the leaf then light one up for your bro
I'll hit you when I'm back home
If you rolling through the leaf then light one up for your bro
I'll hit you when I'm back home

Bring em back to the 90s
It was all a dream
I used to read word up magazine
Different colors in the limousine