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The Leaves Video (MV)




Performed By: D-MaTt
Length: 4:04
Written by: Darian Matthews




D-MaTt - The Leaves Lyrics
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Yea,Yea,Yea
Yea,Yea,Yea
Father God I gotta lay low
Honest steeze make em hate mo
Anxious fingers at the table
He keep twizzilin his fingers I hope he ain't dissin
Shootem through the table
Got a message from my baby
Milk chocolate interracial
Been Poppin like a faygo
Things change but shit these days
Get a big name without a label
I been singing from my heart
Plug the net like im cable
Find a vibe
In the 9
3.5 rolled fatter then a bagel
I'm alive
Pro vibes
Cause I'm able
Money comin like a coelho
Cheesy running like it's queso
Say I need a degree
Mobbin round in the white
Intellectual ghetto
I copped some possites' to take some composite
Ian come here to flex I got holes in my wallet
But really be thinking bout profit and how many trips to the bank
I can make in a day without some service lady be textin or callin
I think I been skipping my callin like phone on DND CC me your energy
This ain't for I play this everyday I make a way
The pots and pans my momma use when money shorten
I remember the day I told you bout them Jordan's
Went an gottem just to show em that I'm important
So for now I gotta show em why I'm recording
In the leaves
When shit be Fallin down I take a knee
And pray that I can find a sense of ease
I flex up like I'm and next and play for keeps
Now I just practice what I preach
So many blue racks like I flipped me a pack with the Pats Or the Pacs
Come to move like the
Cat in the hat for the bag
Ion need no congrats or a pat on the back
Coming through with them tracks put the M on the map ain't no cap in my rap
Put debates on the gram like which one y'all like better DMatt
With the Dana or me with the hat I'm relaxed I'm Just 3 in on tracks
Gotta mic yesterday now I go in on bratz cause it's all I believe and
One thing is a fact that you rappers gone see
Is my shit is still hard if you cut out the beat
Pay me advance is all a nigga need
Took me a chance to let em know it's me
Yea it's D M A with the double T
Tellem we gone fight till hell freezes over
Then we'll fight on ice
Cause I know this shit in me
And can't nobody stop my shine but me
And I got dream
I make shit like this important
I make sure my chick imported
Ball so hard don't scuff my jordans
Layup pack smoove come through like DeRozan
Kush blow smooth when I move I be floating
Tee ice white so pure you can snort it
I'm from the but M but the views pass the ocean
Ike with the mic I beat the beat extorted
Move my name to the top of the game
To see the fame
Now all my diamonds gorgeous
In the leaves
When shit be Fallin down I take a knee
And pray that I can find a sense of ease
I flex up like I'm and next and play for keeps
Now I just practice what I preach
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Yea,Yea,Yea
Yea,Yea,Yea
Father God I gotta lay low
Honest steeze make em hate mo
Anxious fingers at the table
He keep twizzilin his fingers I hope he ain't dissin
Shootem through the table
Got a message from my baby
Milk chocolate interracial
Been Poppin like a faygo
Things change but shit these days
Get a big name without a label
I been singing from my heart
Plug the net like im cable
Find a vibe
In the 9
3.5 rolled fatter then a bagel
I'm alive
Pro vibes
Cause I'm able
Money comin like a coelho
Cheesy running like it's queso
Say I need a degree
Mobbin round in the white
Intellectual ghetto
I copped some possites' to take some composite
Ian come here to flex I got holes in my wallet
But really be thinking bout profit and how many trips to the bank
I can make in a day without some service lady be textin or callin
I think I been skipping my callin like phone on DND CC me your energy
This ain't for I play this everyday I make a way
The pots and pans my momma use when money shorten
I remember the day I told you bout them Jordan's
Went an gottem just to show em that I'm important
So for now I gotta show em why I'm recording
In the leaves
When shit be Fallin down I take a knee
And pray that I can find a sense of ease
I flex up like I'm and next and play for keeps
Now I just practice what I preach
So many blue racks like I flipped me a pack with the Pats Or the Pacs
Come to move like the
Cat in the hat for the bag
Ion need no congrats or a pat on the back
Coming through with them tracks put the M on the map ain't no cap in my rap
Put debates on the gram like which one y'all like better DMatt
With the Dana or me with the hat I'm relaxed I'm Just 3 in on tracks
Gotta mic yesterday now I go in on bratz cause it's all I believe and
One thing is a fact that you rappers gone see
Is my shit is still hard if you cut out the beat
Pay me advance is all a nigga need
Took me a chance to let em know it's me
Yea it's D M A with the double T
Tellem we gone fight till hell freezes over
Then we'll fight on ice
Cause I know this shit in me
And can't nobody stop my shine but me
And I got dream
I make shit like this important
I make sure my chick imported
Ball so hard don't scuff my jordans
Layup pack smoove come through like DeRozan
Kush blow smooth when I move I be floating
Tee ice white so pure you can snort it
I'm from the but M but the views pass the ocean
Ike with the mic I beat the beat extorted
Move my name to the top of the game
To see the fame
Now all my diamonds gorgeous
In the leaves
When shit be Fallin down I take a knee
And pray that I can find a sense of ease
I flex up like I'm and next and play for keeps
Now I just practice what I preach
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Writer: Darian Matthews
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