Kur - Seasons lyrics

I try to embrace the good
I'm way too relaxed i just faced a wood
She want me to taste her goods
But keep it a stack i don't think I should
Don told his case was good
I told em, I got em some racks
When I seen em

I was grand coupe
Floating in the back of the Beamer
I might wanna fuck but don't need her
I'm uptown nigga they love my demeanor
Sneaker box it's full of money
No sneakers thankful, the coach let me
Come off the bleachers this for my folks
I lost all them people

I'm far from broke
Blow a dub, for no reason
Letting shit go from a grudge it ain't Easy
She asking before we fuck can you feed me
Why not? I'ma feed you
18 I been spitting crack like I'm peedi
Telling you, It's nothing like it
Like beanie i be wit young guns
That spray for no reason i'm on the freeway
I'm turnt and I'm speeding
Dawg I'ma get to a bag cause I need it

Man I'mma stay on they ass
Undefeated, driving
And it's a massage, in the seating
Models that set up Menage and they tweaking
She said she gon make some
Time on the weekend b 30, In my diors
Plus I'm decent he sturdy, he never folded
No creasing when I fuck his baby mom
Well be even

It's that season-
Season where niggas hop out and they dumping
The season where niggas trail you
Hit ya bumper the season where niggas is
Hungry ah trunk you, The season
Season where it's kinda hard to make money
The season where niggas get buried they under
The season where niggas don't care
Bout nothing the season
The season where niggas get
Aired out for nothing
The season where people tear
Up cause of struggle
The season where hoes double back
Cause you bubbled
The season, I'mma give you a reason

I put the town on the map, is you kiddin?
Don kno that I got his back, while he sittin
Give her some racks
He gon act a lil different
I stopped them zacks
Now they back in my system
29 dimes in my pack, I was pitching
Momma said you gon' get grabbed
I ain't listen
They say you got check the grass
For the hissin i ain't have nothing
But had the ambition most of these bitches
I fuck em and ditched em
Some stick around, I invest and uplift em
I had stick out my chest and stop bitching
Feel like these niggas too
Pressed for attention
Can't forget nobody that helped
With the vision niggas they know
I'ma threat, I'ma menace

Look how I thumb the check i had pennies
Look how them hoes double back
When you winning
I don't even look for it back
When I'm lending i don't even look at the
Tag when I'm spending
Telling you, I went from rags to the riches
I had to go, had to go back to the trenches
I got too distracted and
Lacked on my business
It ain't no more slacking
Can't go back to benches
Was 8 for the khakis my taste is expensive
Grew up in the hood wit the craftiest niggas
Just give me a year and
I'm passing them niggas

I'm charging you niggas
I'm taxing you niggas
Don't argue with niggas
Can have all them bitches
My all is still in it, I'm passion to get it
Some niggas that talk
They be asking to get it
It fell in my lap she just asked me to hit it
I was in the A, now I'm back in the city
My shirt was stack i be mackin these biddies

It's that season-
Season where niggas hop out and they dumping
The season where niggas trail you
Hit ya bumper the season where niggas is
Hungry ah trunk you, The season
Season where it's kinda hard to make money
The season where niggas get buried they under
The season where niggas don't care
Bout nothing the season
The season where niggas get
Aired out for nothing
The season where people tear
Up cause of struggle
The season where hoes double back
Cause you bubbled
The season, I'mma give you a reason