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Blunts full of smoke, clips in the ashtrayReminiscing on our past daysBack before a nigga went coldBack before a nigga sold his soulThe grass is way greener, on the other sideThe cash is way greener, over here where I resideSoon as the summer come around I'm gon' make sure you see meSaid I'ma make sure you see meBut for nowShouldn't you beGoneGone for the winterGone for the winterShouldn't you beGoneGone for the winterGone for the winterAin't that what the words do(The summers ours and the winter too)They told me love don'y cost a thingBitch I'm heading to the bank(That's that's that's just what it feels like)SongtexteAin't that what the words do(The summers ours and the winter too)They told me love don'y cost a thingBitch I'm heading to the bank(That's that's that's just what it feels like)Hit the scene sippin' lean, Give a fuck 'bout what youStraight up shit is real and any day could be your last in the jungleMy ears to the streets, I hear your ass when you mumbleThey say you can't do it cause the last nigga fumbleAs soon as you make it out, you get asked to be humble, waahHead high, middle finger higherMy youngin' don't rap but that little nigga fireLike Ray Allen in game 6, when James missedThen Bosh tapped it to himYou know what had happened to 'em, swishIt's all about a swishKnow a nigga who would, you ain't even gotta wishIt's more in the sea and I done had a lot of fishHow she act when you ain't up will tell a lot about a bitchCause eagles don't fly with pigeons, they way higherAll wings flap but you gotta stay flyerNiggas broke as a joke, sitting laughin' togetherI started cheesin' after I turned my craft into chedderI ran from the worst, chasing after the betterLife is a bitch, I knew right after I met herSo what you have-nots know about having knots?Love for a hater only thing I haven't gotShouldn't you beGoneGone for the winterGone for the winterShouldn't you beGoneGone for the winterGone for the winterAin't that what the words do(The summers ours and the winter too)They told me love don'y cost a thingBitch I'm heading to the bank(That's that's that's just what it feels like)Ain't that what the words do(The summers ours and the winter too)They told me love don'y cost a thingBitch I'm heading to the bank(That's that's that's just what it feels like)You know I get around baby, that's just how the life beI like a couple towns but you know my city wifeyAnd I ain't spent a month at home, still be in my comfort zoneFuck asking for a seat, you gotta come for thronesKings don't speak English we speak KinglishI scoop a chick from Queensbridge, she coming back a Queen bitchThink big and Kim, not think bigger than themEverybody wanna shine, gotta give these niggas a gymNever stressed of lil' things, like a haterThat's something that comes when you eatin', like a waiterLive from the 718It's the kid that always get the shoes early, I never run lateYou see I big up the flows, everyword is capitalI killed all them hoes, I'm the murder capitalI'm the name they bring up that they think their bird is flappin' toYou the name that usually comes behind, "word what happened to"Hah, y'all old washed niggasWas the man now your all no washed niggaThat's why I'm on one like old Goerge Wash niggaIf t's one they gotta chse it like John Walsh niggaI'm goneIf you [?] that you not getting somebody's [?]Them say ooh God bless no man never curseThem say love yourself or you can't love nobody at allIf you ain't a hater, put your hands in the air right nowBlunts full of smoke, clips in the ashtrayReminiscing on our past daysBack before a nigga went coldBack before a nigga sold his soulThe grass is way greener, on the other sideThe cash is way greener, over here where I resideSoon as the summer come around I'm gon' make sure you see meSaid I'ma make sure you see meBut for nowRepresent, representCame through in '98, and I've been reppin' sinceThese cats ain't real, just found out they leapard printCause they always talk shit then ask you for peppermintsWell, I can smell a hate on your breathAnd I'm all out of tic tacsAll I got is clic clacPut it to your mouth just like Cutti did to AnthonyI tried to a friend mother fucker, you under handed meLucky this is personal and God got a plan for meCause I handle my business, never let my business handle meSaying your name could do more for you than it can for meYou give niggas and they forget your philanthropyYou don't have a penny till your name AnferneeDon't ever bite the hand that feed you and then stick out your hand for meWe don't base, we throw niggas in the truck for realChase you out the hood, make you live with uncle PhilChampagne every night, I done drunk a milYeah, now that's money wastedBut now it's kinda hard for me to buy Ace'Specially when I just seen Hov buy AceMoves, time to make movesNo more jab steps, those is fake movesGotta make it happen, no time for what may workMy plan B's another way to make my plan A workI dot the job myself and I'm still bossYou was in a win-win and you still lostFrom young OG to young o geniusThis is vintage shit, I don't think you young hoes seen thisI funeral shit, y'all shoulda brung more KleenexEven my junior ballin, yeah my sun so phoenixThrew stones in the cross, call my young o JesusForeign car work, hope you brung your visas, niggaI tossed pies, flung those pizzasMy lady a work of art, call her a young Mo Lisa Aus Songtexte Mania