Four Seasons

Woods on me (Yeah) I got the smoke if wanting smoke The paper pile was just running low See I was down like 100 fold I hit the ground I was running though You got ya niggas round but ain't cutting though We a different bread Yeah we gone run it up we got different means Everybody eat I'm just warming up I got different heat Lit a fire everybody sleep These sinus forming up I'm sick of niggas They got left behind lot of bodies tweaked (Yeah) For four seasons we gone speak it My city cold but for no reason I'm sitting higher than these nose bleeders I'm doing fine I need no breather I'm on the Ryan off the dope speeding Yeah the woes leading Now shorty crying cause I don't need her My feelings died I just broke even Sometimes it's wiser to fold and keep her But I cannot nawh I won't even It's me alone and she won't leave it I Push the Fire like I'm Lu Kang All that C.R.E.A.M boy thought we was that Wu Tang We don't want your dinner higher on the food chain Pussy Nigga all that talking we don't do the same Switching up now these niggas got these mood swings Same nigga since my pockets had the loose change I f*ck around found proper way to do thangs A lot of people in my pockets ain't no loose change Better watch it cause we litty this year Teeing shit up for the city this year I was down for 12 months now I'm up the shit really is clear Niggas is bitches it really get queer We ain't in the same boat I'm riding waves you niggas gripping the piers I'm riding waves I ain't feeling my peers Niggas fu They don't wanna see you winning it's clear these bitches too If anybody in they feelings in here I think it's you Somehow they let my niggas here wit missing screws Now a days I don't settle near Im getting through I got different views Shit don't change I'm still in tune I'm on the way like I'm in the wound win or lose I'm getting mine together I'm hitting these goals they thinking it's gold The way we dig in the mud finding treasure Staying high no stressing Every day I'm risking mine for blessings I got some bands in order We cut the bread like wonder I been running up substantial numbers I was down and I had planned to come up Now we playing wit commas Now, all the plans is come ups I was writing shit down in a planner Just trying to advance I was playing wit numbers Now the bands abundant Now the 10s is 100s If you fumbling planning then you just planning to plummit The only way is above us