october winter (feat. J.T. & Java)

On the 105, bet she off the snow
Such a debutante well C'est la vie
Gotta' keep in touch, know I'm touch and go
I was gone for the summer, now I'm back up in it
October winter

It's been a minute
Got it in her face, I'm still independent
Thinkin' bout my dead homies, pourin' liquor

Shout out all my niggas

Ten toes if I touch your state
Yeah, I do this for my city, this ain't for L.A.
I got brothers out in Warsaw, down to South Ame'
Naked bitches from an island I can't even say

21 I'm on the West side off a Perc
23 I'm on the East side gettin' work
19, copped a .40 kept it in my shirt
I ain't never had to use it
I just know it (BRRTT)

We ain't even made it, but we still paid up
Send a DM to a shawty, that's just too famous
She ain't knowin' what I'm on and I don't blame her
Tunnel vision to the money and I couldn't save her

Shout out all my niggas, shout out all my niggas
Shout out all my niggas, shout out all my niggas

Stirrin' up the pot, I went broke, I spent a lot
Told the homie hit my block, I've been down, I need to talk
And I know it's my own fault, and I got a bunch of problems
I thought she would help, but nah, please don't let go, I'ma fall, yeah
Man up, I think I need a plan huh'
More than just some stanzas
More than just the standard
But she wasn't a random
The night awoke a phantom
At 3 a.m. I sat up, I thought I heard her chatter
Familiar and flattered, just a dream that left me battered
Guess it never really mattered, that my brains a fuckin' bastard
Slick talk, but my guys, they do the walk
Slick, slick talk, slick talk but my guys, they do the walk
they do the walk,
yeah yeah
I'm with some slurrin' bitches, actin' like they put some syrup in it

It's been a minute,
Left in the SKRTT, came back independent
Thinkin' bout all my dead homies pourin' liquor
I'm still pourin' liquor

Shoutout all my niggas, shoutout to my niggas
Shoutout all my niggas, shoutout for my niggas

It's for my day ones, won't you say somethin'
They don't play nothin', they don't play nothin'
You on some bigger things that I just couldn't bring
You want some bigger better things, and I just couldn't change

Catch me and I'm swervin' in it
I've been drunk, cuz' I've been hurtin' lately
So I think I'll take a Perc with liquor
I'm still hurtin' but I'm learning from it

Pulled up just to race, it ain't 85
When the leaves started fallin', I could feel the vibe
Ice cream on the neck, silk on the tie
Bitches starin' at the Prince and I ain't wonder why
Everybody sellin' somethin' I ain't finna buy
Had to do it for my family

Shoutout all my niggas,
Shoutout for my niggas
(yeah)
Shoutout all my niggas
(yeah)
Shoutout all my niggas

I've seen so many things, that make it hard to let go
Seems like the faster I roll, the harder it is to go slow
I've been here before, at least I know what I know
I'm in it, live fast till I blow

Don't tell my mother, that I'm off of these pills
I'm lookin' for trouble, I'm searchin' for thrills
The summer is gone, October is here
The winter is here
The winter is here



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Writer(s): Remington Frick
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