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letra de four seasons - fiel

woods on me (yeah)
i got the smoke if wanting smoke
the paper pile was just running low

see i was down like 100 fold
i hit the ground i was running though
you got ya n-ggas round but ain’t cutting though
we a different bread
yeah we gone run it up we got different means
everybody eat
i’m just warming up i got different heat
lit a fire everybody sleep
these sinus forming up i’m sick of n-ggas
they got left behind lot of bodies tweaked
(yeah)
for four seasons we gone speak it
my city cold but for no reason
i’m sitting higher than these nose bleeders
i’m doing fine i need no breather
i’m on the ryan off the dope speeding
yeah the woes leading
now shorty crying cause i don’t need her
my feelings died i just broke even
sometimes it’s wiser to fold and keep her
but i cannot nawh i won’t even
it’s me alone and she won’t leave it

i push the fire like i’m lu kang
all that c.r.e.a.m boy thought we was that wu tang
we don’t want your dinner higher on the food chain
p-ssy n-gga all that talking we don’t do the same
switching up now these n-ggas got these mood swings
same n-gga since my pockets had the loose change
i f-ck around found proper way to do thangs
a lot of people in my pockets ain’t no loose change

better watch it cause we litty this year
teeing sh-t up for the city this year
i was down for 12 months now i’m up the sh-t really is clear
n-ggas is b-tches it really get queer
we ain’t in the same boat i’m riding waves you n-ggas gripping the piers
i’m riding waves i ain’t feeling my peers
n-ggas fu
they don’t wanna see you winning it’s clear these b-tches too
if anybody in they feelings in here i think it’s you
somehow they let my n-ggas here wit missing screws
now a days i don’t settle near im getting through
i got different views
sh-t don’t change i’m still in tune
i’m on the way like i’m in the wound win or lose
i’m getting mine together
i’m hitting these goals they thinking it’s gold
the way we dig in the mud finding treasure
staying high no stressing
every day i’m risking mine for blessings
i got some bands in order
we cut the bread like wonder
i been running up substantial numbers
i was down and i had planned to come up
now we playing wit commas
now, all the plans is come ups
i was writing sh-t down in a planner
just trying to advance i was playing wit numbers
now the bands abundant
now the 10s is 100s
if you fumbling planning then you just planning to plummit
the only way is above us

- fiel

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