FallenLeaves - Chris Travis

SESH etched on my water, bitch I'm purified pimpin'

I got Voss by the box, I got woods by the brick

The return of the pimp, hair ties on my wrist

When I got to pin it up and break it down into bits

Break it down for your bitch, no brands on my shit

Snow white, long sleeve, baptize me in bleach

Blunt guts hit the ground like the leaves in the fall

Woodgrain, switchblade drawn, walkin' down the hall

The brake lights flash, then we break like glass

Comin' down like Sting, face painted with the bat

Orange peels on my lap, smoke dope and take a nap

Wake up and count some money then I do it all again, wait

All I'm really after is love and affection

But I can't, cause the money give me erections

Born shinin' hard, don't look in my direction

Find me in the section, with drugs in my possession

Can't cross me, won't make that intersection

Look me in my eyes and see the soul, so reckless

Pass me a blunt if you will reach out my protection

I'm lookin' so good and you're lookin' so helpless

Yea my hair messy, but bitch I'm worth a million

You dumb ass niggas thoughts won't even reach my ceiling

Yea I make the killin', just by killin'

You lame ass villains to occupy my livin'

Bitch