Maple (Leaf Village)

Yeah

Just don't come down too late
Know I, hoping we found our way

Diamond trips, we down the creek
Down the road, we staying true
Million on my look and way too
Cool back when "Been Trill" was popping back in Highschool, talking two thousand and Thirteen
Kick it like a field goal, know I'm hella smooth, she wanna lick me up like ice cream
Know what I mean
Lil sexy chocolate thing, both u and me, we both similar things
See I'm amazing can't ya see? I'm getting more bag and more cheese
Talking milk and the bees, talking bread and the hoes
Talking no Philly cheese, talkin' miso rolls
I know you don't need me, I know you got your own dough
But hold on

Crusing now, let's stead the beach
Niggas rollin' extra weed
Pretty girls next me
Boy I'm on a roll
This the shit I used to dream about, back inside my momma's attic
Now I'm back on dire mode, back when I was back on Dalewood Ave
I was hella small, hella choke
But now a days, now with me, got hella choices and jokes, I know

Yeah, yeah

Talkin way back, yeah let's take it way back to McCracken Road
Sunny light was there and so the lows, so I had
A couple bad times and bad modes
Some moments I hoped my dad could come back for
A man I'd hope to be, hopefully I don't need that dose
Man from Maple Leaf, got my bag rolled, my bag smoke
Now I got my weed
Don't want nothing to do beyond my life
Now looking in tha mirror not knowing just what to do with life
I know I got a dream, am I really going about it right
Am I living life? Am I stupid? But, so what



Credits
Writer(s): Tchernez Johnson
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