Autumn Wind (Sorry Bay)
When the Autumn Wind blow
Sorry Bay I gotta go
I gotta go, you feel that Autumn Wind blow?
When the Autumn Wind blow
Sorry Bay I gotta go, Sorry Bay I gotta go
When that Autumn Wind blow
Me and Porter, got the order
Now we bending corners
To the border, just our luck
We end up with some quarters
She could be a dime, and still won't get a penny
When she asking me for mine, I just say, I ain't got any
Even though I do got plenty
Roll the weed up, pour the Henny
She do it just for me she got a sandwich from the deli
Now we sitting watching Belly
Eyes glued onto the telly
Our relationship had changed when Keisha picked up the celly
What she heard, she believed
He got a miracle in him
I just roll some good weed and spit that lyrical ism
Something spiritual in him
Dead presidents around me got me fearing the living
And fucking all of their women
And I ain't kidding, I'm a joker
I'm a smoker, I'm a midnight toker
With your bitch playing strip poker
And when it's over, Sorry Bay I gotta go
I gotta go, you feel that Autumn Wind blow?
When the Autumn Wind blow
Sorry Bay I gotta go
I gotta go, you feel that Autumn Wind blow
When the Autumn Wind blow
Sorry Bay I gotta go, Sorry Bay I gotta go
When that Autumn Wind blow
I'll be gone till November and back before my birthday
It's been so long that I forgot my birthplace
Caught up in the work day
Trying to reach first place
Rapping bout these bitches I got to first base with
Left, not who I came with
Weaving through the lanes quick
Hot boxing the Datsun I'm surprised that we had made it
This, that, the third, so word
We wake and baking
Anything you heard could be easily mistaken
Word of mouth, I keep it trill
Word to the south
Dirty, riding with the birdie, swerving to the house
Clothes is coming off she thrown her purse onto the coach
And when it's all said and done
I pull the purp out of the pouch
Louis V, who is he with the swimwear?
All about the journey, worry bout it when we get there
We met there, just in time, I gotta go
I gotta go you feel that Autumn Wind blow
When the Autumn Wind blow
Sorry Bay I gotta go
I gotta go, you feel that Autumn Wind blow
When the Autumn Wind blow
Sorry Bay I gotta go, Sorry Bay I gotta go
When that Autumn Wind blow
Sorry Bay I gotta go
I gotta go, you feel that Autumn Wind blow?
When the Autumn Wind blow
Sorry Bay I gotta go, Sorry Bay I gotta go
When that Autumn Wind blow
Me and Porter, got the order
Now we bending corners
To the border, just our luck
We end up with some quarters
She could be a dime, and still won't get a penny
When she asking me for mine, I just say, I ain't got any
Even though I do got plenty
Roll the weed up, pour the Henny
She do it just for me she got a sandwich from the deli
Now we sitting watching Belly
Eyes glued onto the telly
Our relationship had changed when Keisha picked up the celly
What she heard, she believed
He got a miracle in him
I just roll some good weed and spit that lyrical ism
Something spiritual in him
Dead presidents around me got me fearing the living
And fucking all of their women
And I ain't kidding, I'm a joker
I'm a smoker, I'm a midnight toker
With your bitch playing strip poker
And when it's over, Sorry Bay I gotta go
I gotta go, you feel that Autumn Wind blow?
When the Autumn Wind blow
Sorry Bay I gotta go
I gotta go, you feel that Autumn Wind blow
When the Autumn Wind blow
Sorry Bay I gotta go, Sorry Bay I gotta go
When that Autumn Wind blow
I'll be gone till November and back before my birthday
It's been so long that I forgot my birthplace
Caught up in the work day
Trying to reach first place
Rapping bout these bitches I got to first base with
Left, not who I came with
Weaving through the lanes quick
Hot boxing the Datsun I'm surprised that we had made it
This, that, the third, so word
We wake and baking
Anything you heard could be easily mistaken
Word of mouth, I keep it trill
Word to the south
Dirty, riding with the birdie, swerving to the house
Clothes is coming off she thrown her purse onto the coach
And when it's all said and done
I pull the purp out of the pouch
Louis V, who is he with the swimwear?
All about the journey, worry bout it when we get there
We met there, just in time, I gotta go
I gotta go you feel that Autumn Wind blow
When the Autumn Wind blow
Sorry Bay I gotta go
I gotta go, you feel that Autumn Wind blow
When the Autumn Wind blow
Sorry Bay I gotta go, Sorry Bay I gotta go
When that Autumn Wind blow
Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Aberilla
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