Lyrics:
soft-spoken
Yeah, look at me I'm in my bag now
Makin bands over months:
American minimum, wow!
Dividing myself, applying myself
Degrading my mental health
Give
I've watched it come back 2 times worse
Had someone steal from me and died months later
Even the dirty pig who framed my mom
Died 6 months after booking
I've kept my mouth closed for many months
Sew it up with leftover thread for many months
Cut the phone cord in the middle to prevent it
Took out
not together
Everything is more bright
Spent these last few months
Trying to forget
But now those wasted days
I'm starting to regret
Cause I realized
52 weeks, they felt more like
13 months, a year that was stretched too far
Unlike the ones before where the weeks seemed to come
Two at a time, I
emotional go to
now i'm all alone with whatever im into
its all bad but i want her for me,
can't you see
im leaving in a few months
you'll be on my place
I act different how
I just paid my rent this month
I'm about to drop the mini off
Then we'll hit the club
Uh, Ya ya
I just want to hit the blunt
I'm
like 2-3 months but you niggas still can't keep up with me
The king of the city is back, don't care about your numbers y'all niggas still under me
We can
can
9 months out the city somehow I'm still the man
On god
Yeh
This life is a trip
Way I'm living like a myth
Need to pour me up a fifth
Need to call my
I've got sunshine on a cloudy day
When it's cold outside
I've got the month of May
I guess you'd say
What can make me feel this way
My girl, my girl,
rockin' with me throw it up
We came to have some fun get blunted put one up to the sun
I'ma throw it like the first of the month, yeah
I want a pam, not
thousands of miles are between us
I want to meet ya and to feel ya
But many months have to pass
Before I can come back
[Chorus]
So I'm looking at the moon
I was trapping everyday at Sparkman
Fina cop some red stones, arsenals
Any month of the year Da hitters March with us
They done wiped that baby
the chance to fight for another day
Soon the days would fade to months and then the month they'd turn to years
Saying goodbye to the ones I love that was my
I smoked for six months
Just to be addicted to something other than you
I smoked for six more
Just because I could and I couldn't forget you
No I
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of whom
I regret being with you
The relationship with you for four years
Only in exchange for the company of the past few months
Your cowardice and care
I got weak and
I just decided I would check on you, say hello
It's been so long
About six months since we split the harmony
You went solo
I went
quit on it
I am destined for the top mahn I be feelin it
I'm fresh off green for a few months I feel like peppermint
I'm droppin bangers give em clues
holidays
In the months of winter weather
Each culture has a special way
To lead us through the dark
We don't have to be the same
To celebrate together
So
It's time to go
The months roll by
cnd nothing comes around Patient with time
You're sitting here waiting for something
Maybe a sign
To show you what's
Poetry readings have to be
Some of the saddest damned things ever
The gathering of the clansmen and clanladies
Week after week, month after month
I usually don't talk 'bout things like this
But sometimes it's hard to smile, it is
Couple months ago, tried ending it
Tears are runnin down, i
I love you dearly but only once a month
Only once a month i love you dearly
But it's not enough it's not enough
And when the dark night turns into
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