Time of Year

I gotta go
I always get sick this time of year so
I gotta go

It's too much trauma here so
I gotta go, I gotta go

When they ask if I'm okay
I say I'm blessed, I can't complain
But I don't feel so great
I'm bout to hop up on a plane
Cuz I can't lie today
I wanna fly away, they

Say that it's mine to take but
Let's put the pride away cuz
I've been through some things I feel that no one can relate to
I tell myself it's cool cuz that's the type of life that made you

I gotta get myself together
Oh would you look at the weather
It was just raining but
I think it's starting to get better

Ask me if I'm cool, well no I'm not
But thanks for asking
I just bought a bottle just to sleep
I know it's tragic but

When I close my eyes I see my people in the casket
Thinking bout my brothers calling off the wall and off the tablet
We was punching dudes in they face
Knife on the waist

We used to fight over pay phones
They just gave Cudi a case
He's stuck in them gates
I hope he don't stay long

All my dawgs know I won't tell them wrong
They gon' go if I say so
My brother just shattered a face
He left out the state

I told him to lay low
I got a full size chop
I never purchased a Draco
But he was moving like a opp

Someone go get him a halo
When you serving watch the wops
Coppers been dressing in plain clothes
Coppers been dressing in plain clothes

I gotta go
I always get sick this time of year so
I gotta go
It's too much trauma here so

I gotta go
I gotta go
I gotta go
I gotta go

I gotta go
I'm getting out of here
I hope my enemies die
I hope they don't live a lot of years

If you're with me we ride
If you're with me ride