Kur – Seasons Lyrics

Seasons Lyrics By Kur

I try to embrace the good,
I’m way too relaxed
I just faced a wood..
She want me to taste her goods,
But keep it a stack,
I don’t think I should,
Don told his case was good,
I told em, I got em some racks
When I seen em

I was grand coupe
Floating in the back of the Beamer,
I might wanna f*ck
But don’t need her,
I’m uptown n!gga
They love my demeanor
Sneaker box
It’s full of money
No sneakers
Thankful, the coach let me come off the bleachers
This for my folks,
I lost all them people,

I’m far from broke,
Blow a dub, For no reason
Letting sh!t go from a grudge
It ain’t Easy
She asking before we f*ck ,
Can you feed me
Why not? Ima feed you,
18 I been spitting crack like I’m peedi
Telling you, It’s nothing like it
Like beanie,
I be wit young guns
That spray for no reason
I’m on the freeway,
I’m turnt and I’m speeding
Dawg ima get to a bag
Cause I need it

Man Imma stay on they ass
Undefeated, driving
And it’s a massage, In the seating,
Models that set up Menage
And they tweaking
She said she gon make some time on the weekend
B 30, In my diors
Plus I’m decent
He sturdy, he never folded,
No creasing
When I f*ck his baby mom,
Well b even..

It’s that season-
Season where n!gga* hop out and they dumping..
The season where n!gga* trail you, hit ya bumper,
The season where n!gga* is hungry ah trunk you, the season.
Season where it’s kinda hard to make money,
The season where n!gga* get buried they under,
The season where n!gga* don’t care bout nothing the season,
The season where n!gga* get aired out for nothing,
The season where people tear up cause of struggle
The season where H0es double back, cause you bubbled,
The season, Imma give you a reason..

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I put the town on the map, Is you kiddin?
Don kno that I got his back, while he sittin,
Give her some racks, he gon act a lil different,
I stopped them zacks,
Now they back in my system
29 dimes in my pack, I was pitching
Momma said you gon’ get grabbed, I ain’t listen
They say you got check the grass,
For the hissin,
I ain’t have nothing
But had the ambition,

Most of these b!tches
I f*ck em and ditched em,
Some stick around, I invest,
And uplift em,
I had stick out my chest
And stop b!tching,
Feel like these n!gga* too pressed for attention
Can’t forget nobody that helped with the vision,
n!gga* they know
Ima threat, Ima menace,

Look how I thumb the check,
I had pennies,
Look how them H0es double back
When you winning,
I don’t even look for it back
When I’m lending,
I don’t even look at the tag when I’m spending,
Telling you, I went from rags to the riches,

I had to go, Had to go,
Back to the trenches
I got too distracted and lacked on my business,
It ain’t no more slacking,
Can’t go back to benches,
Was 8 for the khakis my taste is expensive
Grew up in the hood wit the craftiest n!gga*
Just give me a year and I’m passing them n!gga*

I’m charging you n!gga*, I’m taxing you n!gga*,
Don’t argue with n!gga*, can have all them b!tches,
My all is still in it, I’m passion to get it,
Some n!gga* that talk,
They be asking to get it,
It fell in my lap she just asked me to hit it
I was in the A, now i’m back in the city,
My shirt was stack,
I be mackin these biddies

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It’s that season-
Season where n!gga* hop out and they dumping..
The season where n!gga* trail you, hit ya bumper,
The season where n!gga* is hungry ah trunk you, the season.
Season where it’s kinda hard to make money,
The season where n!gga* get buried they under,
The season where n!gga* don’t care bout nothing the season,
The season where n!gga* get aired out for nothing,
The season where people tear up cause of struggle
The season where H0es double back, cause you bubbled,
The season, Imma give you a reason..