Soul Of Winter Lyrics

I know the Summer's this is my Winter

I'm not Curt Henning I'm a Born Sinner

I eat my mistakes that's a well cooked dinner

One time only I'm giving y'all something to remember

Me by, this album then I'm saying goodbye

Now my people looking at me like, Why Lie

If I tell y'all the truth

You'd be expecting more from me and I can't provide the proof

See the proof is in the pudding I don't eat that shit

Too many people in my pockets, money hungry bitch

Child support raping a nigga tryna getting rich

Now see that's the situation that I gotta deal with

See, sixty K a year got a nigga living good

While I'm black and intelligent I'm still from the hood

With my four hundred and one K, every dollar get matched

So with that I'm cashed out to the fucking max

Now you in the club putting on for these hoes every week

Your WCW is a natural born freak

I slid her my Action Bronson riding in a Jeep

I made your pigeon Waterfall that's TLC

Then I got head from a Sister With A Voice

That made you weak cause she was your number 1 choice

Hold up for a second let me get back on subject

For a minute my mind told me to just say fuck it

But hours have passed days have gone

I'm ahead of you niggas I'm on Zulu Time Zone

I'm the 1 sent here cause y'all niggas out her choking

My season is coming Winter's quickly approaching

I do this for all the cold niggas rapping on the stoops

The ones who never set foot inside a fucking booth

Where you hear only rumors about how they the truth

Now that's the niggas who I used look up too

Don't get it twisted I was inspired by Fab

That's not the reason why I jumped in the lab

Got tired of fuckery sit back and laugh

Thinking to myself what if I perfect this craft

Would you critique my shit would you really sit and listen

Give you honest opinion about how it was written

This gift is a curse that I think was God given

At least I think I was given his permission

What you don't understand you need a Moment Of Clarity

I'm rapping for free nigga I'm giving y'all charity

They charged you niggas up now I'm taking y'all batteries

I'm get off my ass and burn a few calories

Get some weight off my chest bench you lil niggas

Go Beast Mode Marshawn Lynch you lil niggas

Busta wouldn't Rhyme with you Rah Digga niggas

Basically I'm calling y'all some bitch ass niggas

When I turn the radio on the music has no substance

I'd rather turn that bitch off and listen to nothing

People be like Army, what you doing I tell em nothing

When I start doing something then I don't wanna hear nothing

I'm a silence my critics one by one

When I hear the crickets chirp that means my job is done

I'm tryna be Legendary no time for fun

Unless it's in the studio a late night run