Kanye West - Blood On the Leaves lyrics

Strange fruit hangin' from the poplar trees
Blood on the leaves

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

We could've been somebody
'Stead, you had to tell somebody
Let's take it back to the first party
When you tried your first molly
And came out of your body
And came out of your body
Running naked down the lobby
And you were screamin' that you love me
Before the limelight tore ya
Before the limelight stole ya
Remember we were so young
When I would hold you
Before the blood on the leaves
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
Tryin' get a baby
Tryin' 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 pregnant-ated
That's the night your heart died
Then you gotta go into 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 go into that
All that money that the court got
All in on that alimony, uh
Yeah yeah, she got you, homie, yeah
'Til death, but do your part, uh
Unholy matrimony

That summer night holdin' long and long
'din long
No waiting for the summer rose and (Breeze)
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