The Leaves

[Chorus: Mick Jenkins + sample]

'Cause you never met another nigga quite like me

A Southside nigga, way too Free

A groovy nigga that's way too G

[Verse 1]

In the cut, twisting lemon kush and jasmine

Lemon verbena candles burn slow

Watch the verbs flow

I spit that fire they can feel it in the third row

He shoot deep, heroine, Larry Bird flow

They got your silver spoon heated

Treat it like it's a product

The doctors approved, need it, read it

Over here, it's ginger ale for your hoes

I don't want they souls

I move around if they want the gold

I can't fade it

[Chorus: Mick Jenkins + sample]

'Cause you never met another nigga quite like me

A Southside nigga, way too Free

A groovy nigga that's way too G

[Bridge]

It's the leaves, motherfucker

It's the leaves, motherfucker

Tell me, did you get to see 'em fall, motherfucker?

Tell me, did you get to see 'em change, colors?

It's the leaves, motherfucker

Tell me, did you get to see the truth fall?

Did you niggas see it?

[Chorus: Mick Jenkins + sample]

'Cause you never met another nigga quite like me

A Southside nigga, way too Free

A groovy nigga that's way too G

[Verse 2]

Floral prints for the nature enthusiasts

Caramel apple spice with a Hennessy Nubian

We talk rap shit

She do not smoke but I'm rolling a fat spliff

We talk passions

See we just trying to recognize the distractions

Distract em, divide your whole team is just a fraction of what I might do

Spit it full of solder, they speaking that tight, too

And send this bitch up with these haikus

Fuck with my famo

[Chorus: Mick Jenkins + sample]

'Cause you never met another nigga quite like me

A Southside nigga, way too Free

A groovy nigga that's way too G