Seasons - prod. Boathouse

Uhh, check me out
Okay it's 90 degrees somehow I'm freezin'
Let the windows fall in February bring the breeze in
Thinking that the grass is always greener is the reason
I turn the AC off like I'm tryna' change the seasons
It's the other way around, this shit just keeps on changin' on me
Why's there pain in the progress my boy explained it to me
Like how ya supposed to grow your roots if it ain't raining homie
But how the fuck I'm supposed to shine when they throw shade up on me
I've got these visions of bitches out on the coast in a cabin
I keep working and wishin' my turn my crib to a mansion
It's been snowin' all summer, see how the flurries is dancin'
They look like diamonds when you do em', why the next day you're crashin'
I've be askin' these questions but I've been knowin' the answers
I've been havin' this feeling and it's been growin' like cancer
I'm not changin' the standard and that's as long as I'm breathin'
It's just a part of the cycle it doesn't matter the season, yeah
So if you see me fall you can leave me on my own
When I'm in the crowd I'd probably rather be alone
Springing into action just to wish that I was home
But some are gunna' win to change it up, I probably won't
So if you see me fall you can leave me on my own
When I'm in the crowd I'd probably rather be alone
Springing into action just to wish that I was home
But some are gunna' win to change it up, I probably won't
Just to weather these storms I keep on blowin' them trees
Whether it's hot or it's cold I feel like fuck the degrees
Watch me son em' when I'm shinin' I be ducking the leaves
I slow it down then pick it up need to adjust to my speed
Don't give a fuck when I leave, but then I wish that I didn't
Surround my self with my team, but like to stay independent
I've been searchin' for comfort I keep on switchin' positions
Trying to equal out my balance, end up splittin' the difference
I don't listen to critics, not even if they're right
That shit don't be sittin' write, feel like superman searchin' for kryptonite
Cuz' even when it's night I'm worried bout the next day
Casting all these shadows of doubt up on my next plays
Nothin' on my queen but a checkered flannel, I check mates
If they try to slide like ice slip em' a neck brace
Stuck in isolation I'm the coldest of all
But it doesn't really matter cuz' that door will revolve, yeah
So if you see me fall you can leave me on my own
When I'm in the crowd I'd probably rather be alone
Springing into action just to wish that I was home
But some are gunna win to change it up, I probably won't
So if you see me fall you can leave me on my own
When I'm in the crowd I'd probably rather be alone
Springing into action just to wish that I was home
But some are gunna win to change it up, I probably won't