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Seasons

 

Seasons

(album: 2 Cups: Pt. 2 — Everything - 2015)


On the Pole, on that where it cold at
You gon' need a cold hat
Sweater and some mo' shit
Counting guala, my designer way better than your shit
These niggas be talking be the same niggas ain't on shit
I be—

On the Pole, on that where it cold at
You gon' need a cold hat
Sweater and some mo' shit
Counting guala, my designer way better than your shit
These niggas be talking be the same niggas ain't on shit

I be on the Pole, on that where it cold at
You gon' need a cold hat
Sweater and some mo' shit
Counting guala, my designer way better than your shit
These niggas be talking be the same niggas ain't on shit

I be on the Pole, over there where it's freezing at
Swear to God it get cold no matter whatever the season at
Know a real nigga that told, don't give a fuck 'bout what his reason at
'Cause I'm a real nigga, won't fold
If you my bro, I'll never leave you, and that's no bullshit
I'm with Savage Sheen on that bullshit
Got that Scottie Pippen with me, I'll empty a full clip
450 some Robin's
Another 450 for some new kicks
And my designer not made in China, this ain't no fu shit
So get off that bullshit, talking but never do shit
They like, "Pap, this shit cold"
"This shit old, just wait on my new shit!"
They like, "Pap, your wrist froze"
"This shit old, just wait on my new wrist!"
Put your brains on the floor, I'm a florist
I'm taking flight on these niggas, I'm a tourist

I be on the Pole, on that where it cold at
You gon' need a cold hat
Sweater and some mo' shit
Counting guala, my designer way better than your shit
These niggas be talking be the same niggas ain't on shit
I be on the Pole, on that where it cold at
You gon' need a cold hat
Sweater and some mo' shit
Counting guala, my designer way better than your shit
These niggas be talking be the same niggas ain't on shit

They say I'm the man, but I rather be rich than famous
All these bands just brought me all these haters got me feeling like I already made it
I can't take it
Got all these niggas' bitches on my dick now
So many hoes, I don't know who to pick now
At the top, I don't never wanna get down
Look at my wrist now
Look at my kicks now
Look at my fit, nigga, look at my bitch now!
Bet you when I'm on I ain't never say, "I'm rich now"
This is for them hoes that said I wasn't on shit now
I don't be flauging and all
Swear I got Gucci, Louie, Prada, True Religion, Rock, Robin's and all
And if you wanna see some designer, all you gotta do is look in my closet, that's all
I go crazy, go stupid
In the booth, I be booping
I keep Spazz right there with me, I swear he know all my new shit
Niggas sneak diss my name
When they see me, they never do shit
Blow out a nigga brains, I can see that he never knew shit, he's clueless
Got a big mean roll on me, so I gotta keep a pole on me
Caught my last case 'cause a fuck nigga told on me
Swear, I don't even know homies
Got a
Got a
Got a
Got a
Got a big mean roll on me, so I gotta keep a pole on me
Caught my last case 'cause a fuck nigga told on me
Swear, I don't even know homies

I be on the Pole, on that where it cold at
You gon' need a cold hat
Sweater and some mo' shit
Counting guala, my designer way better than your shit
These niggas be talking be the same niggas ain't on shit
I be on the Pole, on that where it cold at
You gon' need a cold hat
Sweater and some mo' shit
Counting guala, my designer way better than your shit
These niggas be talking be the same niggas ain't on shit

I be on the Pole, on that where it cold at
You gon' need a cold hat
Sweater and some mo' shit
Counting guala, my designer way better than your shit
These niggas be talking be the same niggas ain't on shit
I be on the Pole, on that where it cold at
You gon' need a cold hat
Sweater and some mo' shit
Counting guala, my designer way better than your shit
These niggas be talking be the same niggas ain't on shit

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