Blood On The Leaves

F             E7     Am                    Em Am
Strange fruit hangin' from the poplar trees
Am
Blood on the leaves

Am                      C
I just need to clear my mind now
                           F
It's been racin' since the summertime
                                E7
Now I'm holdin' down the summer now
                                   Am
And all I want is what I can't buy now
                                  C
Cause I ain't got the money on me right now
                  F
And I told you to wait
                   E7
Yeah I told you to wait
                                 Am
So I'mma need a little more time now
                                        C
Cause I ain't got the money on me right now
                        F
And I thought you could wait
                          E7
Yeah, I thought you could wait
                          F
These bitches surroundin' me
E7                     Am
All want something out me
                     Em Am
Then they talk about me
                      F
Would be lost without me
                       E7
We could've been somebody
                                Am
Thought you'd be different 'bout it
                Em Am
Now I know you not it
So let's get on with it

Am
We could've been somebody
C
'stead you had to tell somebody
F
Let's take it back to the first party
E7
When you tried your first molly
Am
And came out of your body
C
And came out of your body
F
Running naked down the lobby
E7
And you was screamin' that you love me
Am
Before the limelight tore ya
C
Before the limelight stole ya
F
Remember we were so young
E7
When I would hold you
Am                       C
Before the blood on the leaves
F                             E7
I know there ain't wrong with me
Something strange is happenin'

You could've been somebody
We could've ugh, we could've been somebody
Or was it on the first party
When we tried our first molly
And came out of our body
And came out of our body
Before they call lawyers
Before you tried to destroy us
How you gon' lie to the lawyer?
It's like I don't even know ya
I gotta bring it back to the 'nolia

Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down with my niggas
Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down with my niggas
Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down with my niggas
I ride with my niggas, I'd die for my...

To all my second string bitches, try and get a baby
Trying to get a baby, now you talkin' crazy
I don't give a damn if you used to talk to Jay Z
He ain't with you, he with Beyoncé, you need to stop actin' lazy
She Instagram herself like #BadBitchAlert
He Instagram his watch like #MadRichAlert
He only wanna see that ass in reverse
Two-thousand-dollar bag with no cash in your purse
Now you sittin' courtside, wifey on the other side
Gotta keep 'em separated, I call that apartheid
Then she said she impregnated, that's the night your heart died
Then you gotta go and tell your girl and report that
Main reason cause your pastor said you can't abort that
Now your driver say that new Benz you can't afford that
All that cocaine on the table you can't snort that
That goin' to that owin' money that the court got
All in on that alimony, uh, yeah-yeah, she got you homie
'til death but do your part, unholy matrimony

That summer night holdin' long and long, 'din long
Now waiting for the summer rose and (breathe)
And breathe and breathe
And breathe and breathe
And breathe and breathe
And live and learn
And live and learn
And livin' and livin' like I’m lonely
Lonely, lonely
And livin' all I have
And livin' all
And live
And live

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