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seasons - yexwxrld lyrics

deal with a demon that’s deal with the devil
everybody scheming doing whatever
different seasons of this n*gga you thought you knew
make a n*gga go lil crazy forever
make a n*gga loose some trust and some hope
know i’m wrong and know i reap what i sow
now i’m up and they thought i was a joke
going stupid just like never before

cold cold hand on the motherf*ckin whip
pockets on full and i keep me a hip
running up commas do it like obama
blow up like osama ion need drama
ion need messy n*ggas in my whip
ball in the 4 give a f*ck bout a fifth
shout out lil 3rd lil n*gga gon drip
drop of that icy lil n*gga too real
shout out to cole and shout out the ville
i’m out the h yeah the grind city
million people just want a milli
cop me a choppa like i’m nle
grind my family had to do it
you washed up and that rag stupid
i bossed up ye it’s that lucid
dreaming dreaming like young music
came with that bullsh*t i flipped out
riding that wave and you can’t get off
remember them days that i had loss
never believe that you can’t get out
money fosho make a n*gga day
cold heart will make a n*gga hate
cold heart will make a n*gga fake
dearly departed made it anyway
we gon move out and get somewhere to stay
keep me crispy just like chick fil a
care bout a obstacle im feeling positive
close caption at the end of the day
went to the top but i came from the bed
running up bands with that n*gga lil sedd
h*town youngin i needed some bread
b*tch came through i needed some head

still in the yottas i jumped out the ghost
you want the bread but you getting the toast
you getting down and get deep in the 4
promise little n*gga that murder she wrote
stick came through it was painting red
itty bitty thoughts inside you head
got a n*gga thinking he was dead
got a n*gga dreaming that he bled
pop out that b*tch strong like i’m he man
pop out that b*tch gone high like fan
i need a scope with that hoe infer red
thought you was crazy just poppin some meds
you was running from the piggy the feds
keep me thinking gotta keep on my head
different when these n*ggas get a dose
crazy how they peepin what i said
savage imma beast that you cannot tame
imma go dumb i’m breaking out the cage
just cause i’m ballin they want me in chains
you n*ggas outta pocket anyway
you n*ggas sucking d*ck just for some fame
you pray for all the material thangs
deal with the devil demon on a date
selling yo soul for the money and play

- yexwxrld lyrics

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