Winter's Over
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Two weeks 'til November, pushin' through December (December)
Time is passin' by (Oh)
Don't nobody play me for a fitted, I
Murda on the beat, so it's not nice
Money come, money go, baby, just don't go
I get plenty mo', that don't mean that I want you to leave, though
Mm, mm, I said, mm, mm
Okay, money come, money go, baby, just don't go
I get plenty mo', that don't mean that I want you to leave, though
Okay, where you was? Where you been?
Baby, I won't kiss, damn, I'm super lit
This the type of shit I'm hittin' daily
I'm a superstar, supercar, mob, I got mods
On my super ride, nigga, don't play God, I get crazy
Okay, stupid ride, two or three shows, lyin'
Dawg, just know I'm hittin' five, damn, this lil' ho stupid grown
How you know she tellin' time? Hey, huh, please don't tell on me
I ain't got no felonies, but I hop out with felonies
She ain't got no felonies, you's a dog, she tellin' me
I know, you ain't got no friends, I don't
Baby, leave your friends at home
It's over for winter
How come we only fuck when it's December?
She don't want attachments like that
I would walk you to the moon, but I can't move backwards like that
It won't even hurt again if I get stabbed in my back
It's over for winter
How come we only fuck when it's December?
If I'm on your mind, just write back
Said, "I miss you," usually, I don't even type shit like that
Couldn't put my trust in you 'cause you so triflin'
Look, she ain't got no trust in me
And I ain't got no trust in none of these hoes, I'm Mr. DTB
And I got way too many felonies
And word to mother, I hope he die before that nigga get to tell on me
I think I took too many mushrooms, no cap
I can't even feel my fingers, hard to text you right back
She know it's dangerous in these streets
But for these gangstas, she be fiendin'
Niggas is tryna get Even Steven while I'm tryna fight my demons
Look at these supercars, they speedin', no rental
Tryna cover you with water, girl, you're fire like a Kindle, huh?
I wanna pop you like a pimple
I wanna tell you how I feel, but the only time we talk was in December
It's over for winter
How come we only fuck when it's December?
She don't want attachments like that
I would walk you to the moon, but I can't move backwards like that
It won't even hurt again if I get stabbed in my back
It's over for winter
How come we only fuck when it's December?
She don't want attachments like that
Said, "I'll walk you to the moon,"
But I can't move backwards like that
Couldn't put my trust in you 'cause you so triflin'