Winter's Over

So be still November, pushing through December (Through December)

Tryna spend some bags (Oh)

Don't nobody blame me 'fore I will fade it all (Murda on the beat so it's not nice)

Money come, money go, baby, just don't go

I get plenty more, that don't mean that I want you to leave, no

Mm, mm

Listen

Okay, money come, money go, baby, just don't go

I get plenty more, that don't mean that I want you to leave

Don't care where you are, it's where you been, baby, I want kids

Damn, I'm super lit, this the type of shit I'm on every day

I'm a superstar, super car mob

I got mods on my super ride, ****, don't play God, I get crazy

Okay, stupid ride, two or three shows lined up

Just know I'm hittin' vibes, then it's low, stupid grown, how you know?

She tellin' time, probably, just don't tell on me

I ain't got no felonies, but I hop out with felonies

She ain't got no felonies, "you's a dog," she tellin' me, I know

Ain't got no friends, I don't

Baby, leave your friends at home

It's over for winter, how come we only fuck when it's December?

She don't want attachments like that

I would walk you to the moon, but I can't move backwards like that

It won't even hurt again if I get stabbed in my back

It's over for winter, how come we only fuck when it's December?

If I'm on your mind, just write back

Said, I miss you, usually, I don't even type shit like that

Couldn't put my trust in you 'cause you so trifflin'

Look

She ain't got no trust in me

And I ain't got no trust in none of these hoes, I'm Mr. DTB

And I got way too many felonies

And word to mother, I hope he die before that **** get to tell on me

I think I took too many mushrooms, no cap

I can't even feel my fingers, hard to text you right back

She know it's dangerous in these streets, but for these gangstas, she be fiendin'

**** is tryin' to get Even Steven, while I'm tryin' to fight my demons

Look at these super cars, they speedin', no rental

Tryna cover you in water, girl, you're fire like a Kindle, huh

I wanna pop you like a pimple

I wanna tell you how I feel, but the only time we talk is in December

It's over for winter, how come we only fuck when it's December?

She don't want attachments like that

I would walk you to the moon, but I can't move backwards like that

It won't even hurt again if I get stabbed in my back

It's over for winter, how come we only fuck when it's December?

She don't want attachments like that

Said I'll walk you to the moon, but I can't move backwards like that

Couldn't put my trust in you 'cause you so trifflin'