Dead Leaves
slowthai"Dead Leaves" is a song by slowthai, released in 2019 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:28 long and contains 73 lines and 495 words.
Lyrics
0:15Cut dem off
0:17Most dem ones can't trust
0:18Most dem ones wanna be someone
0:20It's funny what they do in the club
0:22Sharin' hugs
0:24We're best friends no we're not
0:26Move your hand from my top
0:28I'll peck her in the joggers and I don't even jog
0:30Just a lover
0:32Word to my mother
0:34You're just undercover
0:36See you watching quick unfollow
0:38Make my heart turn hollow
0:39Won't be here tomorrow
0:41I'm like the sun I rise up and then gone
0:43Back here tomorrow
0:45Clockwork Orange
0:46I ain't in the day of porridge
0:49Don't make me Chuck Norris
0:50'Cause I run my town but I'm nothin' like Boris
0:53Tyrone for PM
0:54'Cause I'm active AM to PM
0:56Drop top on the BM
0:58BM drop top when she see him
1:00Guilt trip no deal we wan' pree him
1:02Crime scene can't see me fleein'
1:04Sold out shows know I pack coliseum
1:05Carpe diem don't just live on the weekend
1:08Na books you can try fit T in
1:09Locksmith break the lock no key ting
1:11Annoying how your whip got keys
1:13Slowthai might've been the one that key'd it
1:15Dead leaves cut 'em off
1:17Can't give me a chance as in Tour de France
1:18Just bike to the stars upgrade to a quart
1:20You see I felt pain but that made me strong
1:23Dead leaves cut 'em off
1:24Can't give me a chance as in Tour de France
1:26Just bike to the stars upgrade to a quart
1:28You see I felt pain but that made me strong
1:30But the point is man's ready
1:32Weston Favell JD ready
1:34Was you born in a barn
1:35Close the door it's chilly
1:36Next door screamin' bad
1:37They got kids but they don't live with me
1:39Replying ad libs a lot of badness
1:41In an Audi rush hour traffic
1:43Can't flutter mascara lashes
1:45Admit it 'cause you know it's long
1:47Too many lies I don't trust no one
1:48Done walked through fires barefoot no top
1:50Yeah the heat was fire but the buck don't stop
1:52Not a lot goin' on in North Hampton
1:54Shawshank ting need redemption
1:56True say sellin' d**gs ain't got a pension
1:58Try repent my sins but I'm not a reverend
2:00Not a lot goin' on in Britain
2:02Hot cross buns and a posh feelin'
2:04Yeah I love tea got a cup brewin
2:06Why you commentatin' on how I do it
2:07Silence is loud silence my movement
2:09Silence dem it's about the music
2:11If you snakin' me you will learn by force
2:13Make myself snake boots and I walk my walk
2:15Dead leaves cut 'em off
2:17Can't give me a chance as in Tour de France
2:18Just bike to the stars upgrade to a quart
2:20You see I felt pain but that made me strong
2:23Dead leaves cut 'em off
2:24Can't give me a chance as in Tour de France
2:26Just bike to the stars upgrade to a quart
2:28You see I felt pain but that made me strong
Cut dem off Most dem ones can't trust Most dem 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 I'll peck her in 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 Tyrone for PM 'Cause I'm active AM to PM Drop top on the BM BM drop top when she see him Guilt trip no deal we wan' pree him Crime scene can't see me fleein' Sold out shows know I pack coliseum Carpe diem don't just live on the weekend Na books you can try fit T in Locksmith break the lock no key ting Annoying how your whip got keys Slowthai might've been the one that key'd it Dead leaves cut 'em off Can't give me a chance as in Tour de France Just bike to the stars upgrade to a quart You see I felt pain but that made me strong Dead leaves cut 'em off Can't give me a chance as in Tour de France Just bike to the stars upgrade to a quart You see I felt pain but that made me strong But the point is man's ready Weston Favell JD ready Was you born in a barn Close the door it's chilly Next door screamin' bad They got kids but they don't live with me Replying ad libs a lot of badness In an Audi rush hour traffic Can't flutter mascara lashes Admit it 'cause you know it's long Too many lies I don't trust no one Done walked through fires barefoot no top Yeah the heat was fire but the buck don't stop Not a lot goin' on in North Hampton Shawshank ting need redemption True say sellin' d**gs 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 posh feelin' Yeah I love tea got a cup brewin Why you commentatin' on how I do it Silence is loud silence my movement Silence dem it's about the music If you snakin' me you will learn by force Make myself snake boots and I walk my walk Dead leaves cut 'em off Can't give me a chance as in Tour de France Just bike to the stars upgrade to a quart You see I felt pain but that made me strong Dead leaves cut 'em off Can't give me a chance as in Tour de France Just bike to the stars upgrade to a quart You see I felt pain but that made me strong
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