TALL LEAVES (L.G.R)

Momma said she gon love me

Don't take no heart for granted leaking on the floor

In a sense my aunties on the Islands knew my future before

One way tickets booked my backseats on the airlines

And I landed on the cold concrete

A long green road to go

Tall leaves, I can't see less I mow

In the couch, indica got me laxing out before my goals get checked

Leaving how poppa feel bout me, in the past so I feel less threat

Vices shown me been alone for a while

Hermit shit and sharing love for a sense of family with no real blood but ties