Lyrics:
got wise by hard livin'
I sleep all day, smoke haze, manage` women
I spit these hard rhythms, it feel like a car hit 'em
So leave that boy alone, can't
Riding through the 9-1-4 totin' Mac-10
And by Mac-10, I'm talking bout my mouth then
These lyrics just like bullets
How I shoot you in your ass, friend
the one that makes me bow under ball and chain
Reminisce, think about
As I watch 4 seasons to change
Here comes the winter breeze
That chills the air
the one that makes me bow under ball and chain
Reminisce, think about
As I watch 4 seasons to change
Here comes the winter breeze
That chills the air
hoes out be cheatin' must be that time of the season
Even if you didn't have the flu I still wouldn't get aaah choo keep sneezing
If you knew my album's
with a nice view
Four Seasons weekend, girl that's all you
Stop playing, let a rich nigga spoil you
Answer the phone when I call you
In advance cuz yo
Damn she fine as fuck
And she got her shit together
Always Paper chasing
Certified go getter
4 Season drip
She get fly in any weather
Shawty book
the one that makes me bow under ball and chain
Reminisce, think about
As I watch 4 seasons to change
Here comes the winter breeze
That chills the air
it
SoFi, I'm on Century
I got tickets for the season
Yeah, all this money, all these hoes
I can't believe it yeah, SoFi
(DJ on the beat
So it's
Uhh, been a long time coming man
It's a big man thing yea
Comeback season
Let's go
Heezy Houdini am the standard
And I do it for the fam and the man
across four or five lanes dodging cars, almost got hit by an eighteen wheeler truck
I’m just thinking back on memories with my homies dead or alive you
What would you die 4
What would you live for
4 What it’s worth
4 What it’s worth
What would you die 4
What would you die 4
What would you live 4
What
You know it's startin’ to get cold outside
Just can't help but think
It would be nice to have somebody by my side
Baby, I don't want you leavin’
{Aight, what's goin on, what's goin on
What's the deal pa, where you headed son?}
(Yo I'm bout to go to the studio and lay smash hit
Wit my Uncle Run,
Give me the cue
Skip the introduction
Proceed the lip function
The junction get rushed by some grimy people busting weed
Splatter your melons like
Yo, the Bentley truck got four doors (holiday season)
You see that B on the hood, nigga?
Yo, the Bentley truck got four doors
Yo, the Bentley
all smiles through all four seasons
Shinin', shinin', shinin', shinin', yeah (shinin', yeah)
All of this winnin', I've been losin' my mind, yeah
{Aight, what's goin on, what's goin on
What's the deal pa, where you headed son?}
(Yo I'm bout to go to the studio and lay smash hit
Wit my Uncle Run, boy)
doc out of oil
Fire thrown to the roof of you apartment
Hit 95 then I hide with the waltons
Down south, the forty-four feela
I'm a dolo nigga, you
yeah
Kill 'em all at my leisure
I can tell that they all cap
I control-alt-delete 'em
Yeah, ballin' all four seasons
Got the rock and they reaching
Hit
Wish I could take it back to 2012 so we could start again
Uh been in my zone tryna complete this album
Then this tragedy hit it kinda killed the outcome
keep my eyes on the goal
Hit my shot send the enemy Home
Its my turn my season
Its my turn my season
Its my turn my season
Its my turn my season
I bring
sixteen
Playing dirty not clean
Out in front of Four Seasons
Looking like a damn football team
All in the same thing
All repping one thing
Looking for
Working in the winter like I got no heaters
Uh spring rolls at the damn four seasons
In the Red Octobers screaming
Thank you Yeezus
Feeling this villainous
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