(+) SiR - Summer in November
There's nothing left to say to you
Don't act like I ain't pay my dues
I'm picking up the pace
It's all about the chase
You could try to fake the moves
But that'll be a way to lose yeah
Just another phase
The summer 'fore you place yeah
Man for real that's just how I feel
Everything is honest
When a nigga know what's real
See I can make a song
About the shit that really kills
But you would shut it down
Because you hating on my skills
I put you in a headlock for like 3 shots
4 more 5 6 7
Heavily armed military goons
It's nonstop for you niggas
Please carry on
It's fuck
Fuck y'all
Yeah
Yeah fuck y'all
Yeah
Fuck y'all fuck y'all
Nigga all I hear is
Can't reply way to high for all that
Yea I know niggas used to be
Gang gang gang gang
But in life there are things
That we just can't maintain
Gangland is the main frame
Heartbeat of the city is where we were born
I didn't know shit about shit back
When you put me on
You told me what was legit
And what was ludicrous
Never let the homegirl know
I was new to this
See I was a november baby
So I was the kid brother
We was in the same grade
Whatever we did yo we did together
Damn near live together
And when we got older I thought
We were gonna win together
But I played you my first song
And you hated it
Sent you another 5 and you never replied
Now you tryna hit me on that
When you know I ain't really on that
Fast forward 5 years later I'm getting paper
Might see me in the sky in my scraper
But it's
Fuck y'all
Yeah
Yeah fuck y'all
Yeah
Fuck y'all fuck y'all
For real mayne
I just wanna sign my deal mayne
Gotta keep it live keep it real mayne
Keep it trill mayne
Know the deal mayne