Seasons

in the Fall, shit drop like leaves. Winter it's cold you'll freeze. Inna spring shit cool like a breeze. Summer time we be out like a 100 degrees. Lost bro hell no I ain't grieve. When I first got the news man I couldn't even breathe. I was out there ready to squeeze, posted up tryna go snatch a soul like a thief. I was posted with 223's, hell no I wasn't worried bout degrees. Bitch I had a family to feed. I was worried bout chicken and cheese. Me and Glizz was throwing up C's. With mizz he throwing up G's. Catch a kid who was throwing up B's. He get left and it's blood on the leaves. Beat up the trap getting paid every week, pops found out he was raising a G. I'm getting breesh I was breaking a Key. Shit on my feet I was making it flee If I get caught I ain't talking a plea. I heard that nigga ain't paying the fee. You got the drop and know where he be, Id put on my ski would you do it for me? And put it on G Shit gettin hot on the blocc, so I got my gun. One in the head and slap in a drum. Gotta stay tact, it ain't no moving dumb. He better not lack cause I swear that he done. He ain't hit shit but he saying spun? Shots at the party went off and you run. We take a few when they take one. Ya ain't hit but sayin you won, now I'm really on go. Bites just stop you really a hoe, you wouldn't diss if you knew what I know. You carter boppin to put on a show. How you dissing a nigga you ain't even know. We sending shots so you better get low, ya homie Zoe he got left by the store. Niggas got hit and beat out kiccs, seen rl they was pleading the fifth. Niggas got shot posting up they strip but you dissing the dead nigga get off they dicc. Then you go and the gram you lie, this shit make me sicc. Ya ain't been raw since Wassaname flipped, but now I'm on go better stay with ya Glick