[Intro - Leaf Dog]
Hm
Hey!
Let's go
Yo-
[Hook - Leaf Dog]
We...hold this here for those who see
Landmark from 'em, make me finally free
Passed down through generations
Secret hidden in these tracks for preservation
We...hold this here for those who see
Landmark from 'em, make me finally free
Passed down through generations
Secret hidden in these tracks for preservation
[Verse 1 - Leaf Dog]
Yo, man are selling out 'cause they're scared of being me
Just hit a turtleweed and got me here seeing three
Bullying for being here like it was EMB
Always say they see an owl when they clock a deity
If they sold my CD in the shop, there'd really be a spree
Feast from the locker area tryin'a make the p
You don't have to worry 'bout me
There's no real solution
No money for promotion
No kind of distribution
Just a kid saluting the art of digging and looping
Bangers bouncing off the wall like I'm sitting up here shooting
On top of the world like Brandy and Pun
To feel the typa heat I'm cooking, need to stand by the sun
This what it looks like when everything you plan's getting done
Fiend for the real feeling when we only begun
Ain't begging you to hear me, rate me or even peer me
Only time that I choked was in the womb as a baby
Hm
Hey!
Let's go
Yo-
[Hook - Leaf Dog]
We...hold this here for those who see
Landmark from 'em, make me finally free
Passed down through generations
Secret hidden in these tracks for preservation
We...hold this here for those who see
Landmark from 'em, make me finally free
Passed down through generations
Secret hidden in these tracks for preservation
[Verse 1 - Leaf Dog]
Yo, man are selling out 'cause they're scared of being me
Just hit a turtleweed and got me here seeing three
Bullying for being here like it was EMB
Always say they see an owl when they clock a deity
If they sold my CD in the shop, there'd really be a spree
Feast from the locker area tryin'a make the p
You don't have to worry 'bout me
There's no real solution
No money for promotion
No kind of distribution
Just a kid saluting the art of digging and looping
Bangers bouncing off the wall like I'm sitting up here shooting
On top of the world like Brandy and Pun
To feel the typa heat I'm cooking, need to stand by the sun
This what it looks like when everything you plan's getting done
Fiend for the real feeling when we only begun
Ain't begging you to hear me, rate me or even peer me
Only time that I choked was in the womb as a baby
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