Manny Saint - Seasons

She on my body switch hoes every season
I swear I be done by the weekend
Talking your shit but you don't have a reason
Gimme loyalty over the treason
Look through the peephole they don't have the key in
Swear I love God but I feel like a demon
All on my dick she be sucking the semen
I am not Morgan I feel like a freeman

She mad at me I cannot get no treatment (Mhmm)

Think I'm in love but I do not want feelings (No)

Sky is the limit I broke through the ceiling (Yuh)

She just be capping I know that she cheating (Mhm)

See me in person they don't be on nothing
Spin through the block at my trigger they running
I be at work and the same girl I'm dubbing
Do not push me cuz I will get to shoving

Spin through your block and we spinning for weeks
Drop a new song so I'm taking a leap
Brush him 4 times and we call it a sweep
She not a thot that's my girl she for keeps

All on my body she like how I'm stunting
Met her in highschool the body i'm touching
Niggas be cap on my momma they bluffing
Used to play volley the way that she jumping

Moaning her name and she like how I'm grunting
All in her mouth that's the way that I'm busting
I'm not ashamed that's my girl so I'm cumming
All on her ass that's my dick I be rubbing

She on my body switch hoes every season
I swear I be done by the weekend
Talking your shit but you don't have a reason
Gimme loyalty over the treason
Look through the peephole they don't have the key in
Swear I love God but I feel like a demon
All on my dick she be sucking the semen
I am not Morgan I feel like a freeman

She mad at me I cannot get no treatment (Mhmm)

Think I'm in love but I do not want feelings (No)

Sky is the limit I broke through the ceiling (Yuh)

She just be capping I know that she cheating (Mhm)

Got a lot of hoes, got a lot of flows
Knock the pieces down playin dominos
We rock designer clothes
We fuck the honor roll
You cannot hop in the coupe if you not a bro
Shooting like Harden the rocket go
Now he in Philly get bands I'm like vamanos
I'm playing soccer like adios
I'm making money my pockets they pot of gold
Biting my flow and you might get a cavity
All of these bitches be after me
Niggas be sick like they total depravity
I move like zero is gravity
Prada and Gucci the way that I'm stepping we shoot at ya mans and we send him to heaven
We don't got no answer for those stupid questions
You grieving your loss in the very next session

Yuh
Yuh (Stars)
Yuh

Written by:
Emmanuel Saint

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