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Wintertime
Wintertime
Performer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Milo
Milo
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
When did it become lame to put money over fame?
**** steady hatin' 'cause they broke they can't relate
It's too many fakes to myself is where I stay
If you ain't gettin' paper get the fuck away from me
[Verse 2]
The fuck away from me
Get the fuck away from me
Get the fuck away from me
Get the hell around from me
Get the fuck away from me
Boy, my style ain't for free
Get the fuck away from me
Get the fuck away from me
[Verse 3]
This shit effortless, I be drippin' all day
Blowin' money fast, make it back and make it rain
I don't even try and I still do major plays
I could drop a song with no words, a hundred K the same day
[Verse 4]
Guarantee it, you can see it
**** mad 'cause they can't be it
Why you hate me, no idea
Take a seat, no IKEA
No Shanaynay, oh my goodness
Disrespect me, no he wouldn't
Wintertime, a young hustla from the wish, a **** woulds
[Verse 5]
I cannot believe your nerve
Who the fuck raise these nerds
All I know is chase these checks
Fuck you and who got next
A year ago I ain't had shit
On my soul, that's real shit
I had to go out and get it
I don't value your opinion
I just gotta ball, no scrimmage
I can't care about your feelin's
Pro-finesser you can get it
Shit, anyone can get it
Fuck you over, leave no witness
He gotta wife and he got children
That is not my damn problem, life ain't fair
[Verse 6]
When did it become lame to put money over fame?
**** steady hatin' 'cause they broke, they can't relate
It's too many fakes, to myself is where I stay
If you ain't gettin' paper get the fuck away from me
[Verse 7]
The fuck away from me
Get the fuck away from me
Get the fuck away from me
Get the hell around from me
Get the fuck away from me
Boy, my style ain't for free
Get the fuck away from me
Get the fuck away from me
Written by: Dietmar Schrödl, Gerald Weichselbaum, Martin Scheer, Michael Paukner
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