Muhteyoh - w i n t r s ø l e III.

After my Grandfather passed away
It was after that, that I really kind of
Started taking music seriously for myself
My life changed dramatically
And that drive is just not what it used to be
I think as an artist you have to decide
Why you do what you do
Yeah stan me like this your last chance
Like its prom night and this the last dance
Like don't talk about me in past-tense
Seven years in still questioning my intentions
Why I gotta suffer
When you ain't holding up on yo end
Cause I been holding us up
Since see you again
Might never see me again
Play this song back nigga
Might never hear me again
Yeah all good things come to mmm
You already know
That's for the people asking for answers
They already know
Slowly been letting this go
Can't hold onto no more
Cut off the friends let them go
Yeah lately look around
And ask myself what do I have
Friends getting married having babies
Where the time at
See you found peace
I be asking where to buy that
All I know is pain
Nigga I can barely hide that
Oh you forgot I ain't the lucky one
Must've forgot what a nigga done
The pen gets hot when it's getting cold
Must've forgot that I'm a w i n t r s ø l e
Yeah, w i n t r s ø l e, yeah
Done holding my tongue
All I see is the comments
Rarely seeing the actions
Nigga wanna leave that's no threat to me
They leach off with ease
Then cap for the feed
That guy's my favorite
That guy's amazing, yeah
Look, take that shot to the head
Begging TeyOh don't stop now
But don't know what I said
How you fumble track after track
Take that shot to the head
Niggas playing games and they losing
Take that shot to the head
And they still try me like a rookie
My lines go over they heads
Like they were hoodie
Oh that's my bad
Told you I been the truth
Niggas couldn't pull out
But pulling the plug on you
Only needed to hit me after
Was you, something real
Only emoji's I got from you
Uh that's your bad
Ain't even met the kid
Probably have been his uncle
But Sammy ghosted the kid
I wanna be at a different place in my life
I'm proud of everything that we've done
No matter how big or small
Oh you forgot I ain't the lucky one
Must've forgot what a nigga done
The pen gets hot when it's getting cold
Must've forgot that I'm a w i n t r s ø l e
W i n t r s ø l e, w i n t r s ø l e
Want a lot can't hide inside no
No more I want a lot can't hide
Inside no, no more I want a lot
Can't hide inside no, no more
I want a lot can't hide inside no
No more I want a lot
W i n t r s ø l e yeah, w i n t r s ø l e
Want a lot

Written by:
Matthew Bradley

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