Lyrics:
Let’s never say goodbye
Oh Lori
You bring the spring the summer fall
Oh and winter
By the season
Oh Lori (oh Lori)
You make me feel as though I’ve been
don't like my style
So I don't give a WHAT, 'cause you bring the beef, and the Rock
All the Rock buck you one time, so cover you by the loggins
Machete I
long
Handful of ashes blown
Picked up by the wind and carried on into the passing dawn
Smoke along the horizon, rising
Merge with the clouds
Days are
Take what you want, tie they a** up
Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope
Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope
Bring it back all white
and blastin'
But season after season they recycle a**a**ins now
He's too advanced for his own good
He didn't get a second chance to see the Glock pointed
picking
I'm very different, my brand new watch is barely ticking
Forever living, I keep 'em angry, forever livid
They trying to bring me down and fuck my
football all season get subbed
Where we at
What's you saying
Nigga what the fuck is you saying
On my way to Sussex
On a 25X
Right now I'm in Coldean Lane
Once again I'm lonely
Right outside my bed
Smoke comes from the candle
Early morning sun
I'm awake, is it all over
Am I free
By the east horizon
Aye
Yeah
BillionHeir Season
High
Yeah
Yeah
BillionHeir Season
7:39 A.M. I'm cooking off the early
My lil' bitch she love me never seen her like Big
boom boom kumbaya
Vroom vroom zoom by ya
Me and all me goon brada
Mario brother shroom power make me doom doom da da
This bullshit daughter caught
invaded by Italy
Right side Paris left side flaggin'
Paper is is my main chick me and money married
And that's all a nigga know bitch
That's why
the scope, horizon over crowded time to meet the ground
St. Bricks up in the North Pole, Nigga Gucci Mane
Said she like the flavor that I bring, come suck
Beverly and took her out to Sweet Waters
"Boy what a looker" he thought, "Let me court her"
He musta been a playa cause she popped out three daughters
little time to fly
School work and long essays
Bring him home weary-eyed
Football season came and went
We knew he was no champ
No second thoughts were
tried to bring me down
Had to swallow my pride
Nobody knew what I knew
I would survive
For every tear I cried
Every wish goes by
Every dream I kept
lemonade
There's a party going on down in the trailerhood
Bring me another beer Mama
on the inside
And every since she left it like my heart died (Holiday season, bitch)
Baby I think you can bring out Gucci's other side
She said, "How you
on the inside
And every since she left it like my heart died (Holiday season, bitch)
Baby I think you can bring out Gucci's other side
She said, "How you
okay
Had a couple give me head on the O-lane
If you know then you know bout the O-lane
Had a job that got me bread but I need more man
Bring it here,
of touch
You're always by my side
By, by, by, by, by, by, by, by, by, by, my side
By, by, by, by, by, by, by, by, by, by, my side
Take me back home
Take me
stones
And try to make my way back home
I'll walk in probity till I'm torn
Between me and the horizon
Between me and the horizon
Oh Hm, Oh Hm, Oh Hm
I'd
shoot for three or I might Victor Oladipo niggas (ah)
Giants Monday night football, I'm watchin' from the box (from the box)
Me and OG Juan and Lil Uzi
live these things, what seasons bring, they seep in through the wall
Time flows, changes blow
But I feel the darkness of the moor
Sunrise, empty
on the wind
But they don't hardly climb
There's a silver ocean
Silver clouds and silver sea
A bird on the horizon
Silver wingin' back to me
Wake it up baby
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