? It`s time to say farewell Leaves fall from the dying tree again Emotions brought to life By me My dearest pigeon is mournful yet again.
they all askin for hits Nigga it's on for the simple fact I let it be known We still fly but seperately cause now I, charter my own Propellers, Goodfellas, leave
day, but he's leaving at night (uh huh) Mama told me they'll be girls like these I said please I spent money like it grew on tree leaves It's something