Fuck them other niggas 'cause I'm down with my niggas 'Cause I ain't got the money on me right now We could've been somebody And came out of your body And came out of our body Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees Blood on the leaves I just need to

Leavin' the light on Burning the whole night through So I can look at you I'm leavin' the light on Carolina moon, lazy ol' River Time keeps floatin' On By Moss hanging from an oak tree Baby it's just you and me Sure makes one beautiful sight

My blue jeans Will last me all my life, oh yes So should we I'm spending all this time You don't even know me I'm hanging from the tree I don't stand in line, I don't pay for clubs, fuck that But I'll wait for you I don't like to drink, I don't like to