Video Leanin de Dom Kennedy 2025 Hip Hop Lyrics

Dom Kennedy - Leanin Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Yeah

[Verse 1]
I know dealers, killers, hustlers, suckers
Real ones, busters, they amongst us
Children suffer, women touchin' 'em
Foes buckin' them weapons, bustin' 'em
Stomach rumblin', buildin' crumblin'
Kids tumblin', me, I was younger then
Now I'm more hungry, feelin' like Bunchy
Girls more stunnin', way more money
I don't see what's funny
They keep waitin' on niggas to miss (Uh-huh)
I'm finna go light up my wrist
She see me and ask for a kiss
I pay for the food and we dip (We dip)
I tell her, "Stop talkin' and strip" (And strip)
I roll up and take me a hit (Uh-huh)
These niggas, they ain't got a hit (Ha)
When it come to my city, I'm him (I'm him)
Thеy ain't goin' hard in the gym (Uh-uh)
I'm only gon' play for the win (The win)
I don't need many attеmpts (Yeah)
Shoot my shot, it's goin' in (In)
New weave, new Skims (Uh-huh)
Barry Sanders with the pen (Yeah)
Give it to me, I can swim
Give it to me, I can hit it for you
I'm real loyal, I'm from the soil
I'm feelin' royal, I'm burnin' oils
People hopin' I restore order
Fourth quarter, your money shorter
I'm Rich Porter still bendin' corners
In the Chevy, it's a cold fact
You can never get your ho back
It's too good for me to hold back
And I just got the paint waxed
Girl might need a straitjacket
She suck it good, she fuck it good
Make a nigga have a heart attack
Make a nigga get his job back
One coupe and three racks
I got rocks in my dog tags
[Chorus]
Leanin' to the back
Leanin' to the back
Leanin' to the back
Leanin' to the back

[Verse 2]
Drivin' through the city crazy, one hand on the wheel
Six figures for the wheels, can't rely on record deal (Nah)
Be careful in my city, on my granny, it get real
Get you for your Richard Mille (Woo), hit you with a laced pill (Uh-huh)
I'm from OPM still, shoppin' Beverly Hills
With a brown-skin queen, she like, "Can we go in here?"
I'm like, "Baby, go in there," niggas talkin' hella weird
I be gettin' to the chicken, gettin' paid then disappear
This don't drop 'til next year, they thought we was drinkin' beer
Turns out it was–, pay me if you wanna hear it
Ten million, I'ma clear it, and I know them people fear us (Uh-huh)
Wifey need a Urus, yeah, you laughin', but I'm serious
I'm that nigga, ho, really, in a different league, clearly
All that talkin' don't offend me, I'm not tryna win no Emmy
I ain't goin' back and forth, I ain't showin' up to court
I'm a Westsider, bitch, I don't know what niggas thought
You went broke, it ain't my fault, I got diamonds in the vault (Uh)
She gon' suck it 'til it's soft (Uh), when I rap, it get her off
All this money get her off, when I'm done, cut her off
Niggas tryna steal the sauce, I ain't even gotta floss
[Chorus]
Leanin' to the back (Yeah)
Leanin' to the back (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Leanin' to the back (Uh)
Leanin' to the back

[Outro]
Leimert Park, you know where we at
Uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah