
Falling Trees K.A.A.N. & Dem Jointz
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[Intro]
Falling trees
That's all I see
Broken leaves
Take a hold of my destiny
Falling trees
[Verse]
Silently move, they don't suspect a thing
'Cause I don't have the time to waste my energy
For anyone's opinion that keep pushing, pulling me away
You can find me in the upper echelon, that bitter taste
This is motivation, patiently been waiting, for the expiration, turn around and say congratulations
But the journey's been a jungle, all the hoops I jumped through
Niggas throwing stones living in a glass house
Foot up on the gas, nigga I'ma mash out
Your results don't match with what the fuck you talking 'bout
Yeah, the juice ain't worth the squeezе my nigga please
In a world of wannabes, thе real or fake
You could stay or you could leave
You can fail or you can achieve
All depends what you wanna be
Either red or the green, what you wanna see
A shallow grave to the enemy
A shadow reality is the remedy-ey
I'm in the way til the door close
How you tell a nigga with this much drive that it's a long road
Falling trees
That's all I see
Broken leaves
Take a hold of my destiny
Falling trees
[Verse]
Silently move, they don't suspect a thing
'Cause I don't have the time to waste my energy
For anyone's opinion that keep pushing, pulling me away
You can find me in the upper echelon, that bitter taste
This is motivation, patiently been waiting, for the expiration, turn around and say congratulations
But the journey's been a jungle, all the hoops I jumped through
Niggas throwing stones living in a glass house
Foot up on the gas, nigga I'ma mash out
Your results don't match with what the fuck you talking 'bout
Yeah, the juice ain't worth the squeezе my nigga please
In a world of wannabes, thе real or fake
You could stay or you could leave
You can fail or you can achieve
All depends what you wanna be
Either red or the green, what you wanna see
A shallow grave to the enemy
A shadow reality is the remedy-ey
I'm in the way til the door close
How you tell a nigga with this much drive that it's a long road
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