This is a song about "Leave the courts"

Get blown like lawn leaves

You can't leave the ghetto streets

So why the hell would you leave me

I reel them in, goadomes on see

You're finishin' it before we leave the restaurant,

I step up in the spot, they get to working hard

Don’t know which one i’ma drive, fuck it, i’m just gone fly

Enough/ the courts are to blame / made me this insane/ death of my

Right flows down and they might go nice

Fight the master and leave,

I don't wanna leave the house i got

When i'm on it, on it like my job

Leave those worries on the boardwalk.

I don't need your girl. man i got a lot