Seasons Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, you know
There's a lot to be learned on this spiritual journey we call life
Where all the connections of reflections just in different sections
Seasons (Damn!)

[Hook]
You're gonna need me, need me, need me, need me
And when you want me, I won't make it easy (Beloved)
It's seeing people with you for a season
Can't you see it? Slow down, young nigga, you're speedin'
You only want me when you want me
‘Til I check out in the mornings
And then after noon good evenin' with me (Beloved)
It's seeing people with you for a season
Can't you see it? Slow down, young nigga, you're speedin'

[Verse 1]
When it pours, it rains
How important, the days it started off on the trains
What happened to doin' this thing for the sport of the game?
Rappin' takes time and that's money that could be made
I work hard, and she want the worth of a god
Ain't her fault, her investments, this person who mean it all
Been through the war, marriage, divorce, who gets the dog
Sittin' in court, distraught, “never again” in her thoughts
Lost in this bubble of love, off with the gloves
This one is for my bitches up in the tub with the bub
How she sees it, the lifestyle she agrees with
Meets and greets with the greediest
Makin' up for her grievances
Deep inside the heart, just wants someone to share achievements with, even if it's just for an evenin', “Are you free?”, she hit Then I text her back: “When we meetin' then?”
Back when the week begins
She didn't even ask how my week went (Damn!)

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Damn, I treated you like my man
F that, nah, nah, I treated you like a man
When others was gettin' fans and leavin' you in the stands
My lyrics was from the heart
And you played the beat of the band
I kept it real from the start, it was always me to the end
As long as you play your part, we gonna eat was to be the plan
Was it my fault? Poor leadership on my hands
Think how y'all thought
Misconstrued business with bein' friends
Niggas in your ear on our relationship affairs
Battle rap against 40K, yo, where's your shit?
You're doin' drinks for artists, I ain't makin' any there (facts!)
But in the end, they can't say we ain't make it anywhere
But I'm hearin' niggas sayin' they made Lux
Made Lux say, “Okay, so, make another Lux!”
My brother talk about me in the public like we're strangers
How you let ‘em let the money change us?
Dangerous (Damn!)

[Hook]

[Outro: Samira Gibson]
I love you, baby (No, you don't)
You drive me crazy (That's a fact)
I'll never betray three (Word)
I love you, baby
For you, I'd fly all around the world and back again
And I'll be sure to never ever bite the hand… that feeds me
People going in circles
Blissful flowers do grow

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