Lil Wym & D-Rae - Seasons

Yea Yea
Weston Road livin'
I'm at the corner store sippin
Seasons on my TV feeling summer in the winter
Thinking bout a sweater while I'm sweating in this weather
Ouuuu
Man I'm feeling kinda great
Step up in this place, I got a smile on my face
Ouu
I'm tryna turn my 17' caddie into an 18' rolls
Cause that's how my A-team rolls
Eighteen hoes
Buzzin' up my cell phone
I ain't famous but I'm well know
Blasting through your headphones
Shoes with the red foam
Audemar got me swimming breaststrokes
I confess though, I'm sitting on the head throne
I'm consciously writing constantly
Bottomless cups of marvellous stuff
No time for consciousness
Anonymous tips been haunting us
Thinking bout the promises
Honestly thinking probably
Smoking on all this broccoli
Come on man let me kick it
Drop the kick on the drumming kit
When my lunch was a laughing gig
When all the other fancy kids used to make all the fun of me
Pause
I'm not really better
Haven't found my centre
I got my palms on good things with a little butter
I could fall off
Like after August while I was waiting for winter
Didn't come, I had to leave her
In a bit, was hot girl summer
My oh my was such a bummer
On my lips, that's why I stutter
iPhone texts, I call my brother
Man
We ain't hit licks
And we ain't seen bricks
My peers exploring worlds, we ain't seen two chicks
I broke like Recess
Hand me the pieces
My only weakness
Is my genius
It's cool though I'm whipping like kudos
My brother Wym kickin beemers and two doors
Kicking like judo
Prime in like Trudeau
All of these niggas can't get to me and they all sus though
Sussing like it's sauce I got in my pocket
It's hot like pockets
Eating good
We eating ramen like we should
I'm kidding
I mean, seasons change and time passes
But I'm still looking at all assets
Huh
You think I was gonna say asses
I might look but doesn't mean
I'm skipping classes then I'm done
I got my people toking guns
I'm just kidding
Guns is lyrics
You know I write with my lyrics
And my pencil pad
All these people rapping fast

Written by:
Dire Ebegbulem, Hamza Ahmed

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