Lyrics:
And we run by the vault where they keep all the cold bodies
To be buried
And I fall 'cause he's up on my back and he's so heavy
To be carried
Brace yourself
Break yourself
Winter is coming
By the wind is felt
Painting on the canvas with different shades of wealth
I had to Bob Ross them
give back
Cause lately they been haunting me I could never forget that
I remember running through the 'wood when I was growing up
Dreams I had of blowing
Winter's coming quick so I runs out the back
Door with my nickel bag
Up against the wall (Up against the wall)
Down the other side (Down the other side)
about money see you later
They say I have an odd future like Creator
Going to make sure this ain't complex
Coming for the spot for who you next
looking for a friend
Maybe you could swing by my room around 10
Baby bring a lemon and a bottle of gin
We'll be in between the sheets 'til the late AM
Baby
aint want to hear me rap
Until they doubled back and played the track and now they say it slaps
So to who it may concern, just know I'm coming up
And all
the underground
Fuck the police coming straight
From the underground
This ain't MLK
No Malcom X
Because of them
My future hexed
Because of them
We in to deep
Can't
coming back with my lawyers.
Few days later Shaine got admitted to college; it has always been her dreams to further her studies, but she was afraid
play in the winter games!
Cartridges surround you, but you ain't playin' Nintendo games!
Load 'em up and fill 'em up, to the top before you cock
that war winter soldier
More than Arnold to keep a stronghold
On life as we know it
Everybody excited for the future but don't know what it's holding
you can't expect to make it to the bitter end
If there's no one there to help you bear those heavy loads
Dead of winter and I'm sitting by
Every time they turned me down
I got back up on the chase
Same shit different day
I grew from a year ago
Tried to get in my lane
Nobody even steering
through that shit until my skin hurt
I be running with the rats, until I splinter
Bitch we coming through the cracks, middle of winter
Like the grinch,
a speaker when it get to knocking
Can't get left by my lonely
This bitch got a nigga
Trying to put me on with her friend
Knowing damn well she want me
I
into the dam future
Whatever suits ya flow nasty like kombucha hands use to smack this little ijo de la gran puta
I’m packing the Mack in the back
through the fall
Winter's coming on, days getting dreary
And I'm thinking this is the season
That I leave you all
I've heard a man in crisis
Falls
God again
Winter's coming, I can see the birds head south for the sun
It's day by day, but the seeds are already sewn
So take it easy, just sit
the facts now, everything went wrong
Winter skies turning grey
I'll be coming back someday
Memories fade away
Winter blue fade to grey
You used to be my best
at your reflection
I don't even need to mention
Wind rushing by like winter's coming
The only option now is running
Lean back and let it lift you off your
I never want her
Now I want her back
Got me fucked up
Only call me when
You need some love
Cause your loves up
Now you only see me
When I'm coming
'Cross the field where the [unverified] turns back
By the old stump road
I'm gonna take you to a special place
That nobody knows, baby, get ready
You
The past is putrid
The future's grim
You're wearing trainers
You're not coming in
Who knew it would be so stressful
To be so unsuccessful
You know you're
could go change some things
Or the future I would reject
Sail on an angel's wing
New things coming step by step
I have nothing to regret
Everything is
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