F*ck what you believe in disrespecting is treason
On top everyday of the year, 4seasons
Shorty wanna f*ck me, meet me at the Four Seasons
Gone before she woke now she salty yea she seasoned
It's to infinity, cruising in this Infinity
Reinvestin' paper to count it up for a century
Listening to Lito and smoking reefer to symphonies
Mansion in the mountains so people can't really get to me
Meditating with scaring the hoes music
Diversing in the flows stem that got plucked from the rose
Losing no thorns in my side wrapped around north of my eyes
Dreads or the crown on top of my head you choose what to despise
Either will be your demise, hearing the joy in your cries
The pain the generation resides in my eyes
I guess that's why I'm hanging and splitting the pies
I hate truth with the lies we ain't choosing the side
F*ck it we choosing to slide
Think cause you're losing your mind
Blinking and overthinking look up you see June in the sky
Flyer than flyest you ever seen
Higher than highest smoke evergreen
All in the head just like Maybelline, look at these emeralds they May-be-bling
Floating and coasting and boasting, I swear I'm the freshest young nigga up in the world
Stroking and poking and choking, lil' baby all up in the sheets, she's not my girl
Flow electric, my name is Earl
Flow sick, make em hurl
In your city don't need referral
From the gutter that like Ninja Turtle
4SEASONS (feat. Ape G.G. & Drew) Video (MV)
Performed By: LordBlessTheFre$h
Language: English
Length: 1:38
Written by: J Jordan, A Higgins, T Clinton
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F*ck what you believe in disrespecting is treason
On top everyday of the year, 4seasons
Shorty wanna f*ck me, meet me at the Four Seasons
Gone before she woke now she salty yea she seasoned
It's to infinity, cruising in this Infinity
Reinvestin' paper to count it up for a century
Listening to Lito and smoking reefer to symphonies
Mansion in the mountains so people can't really get to me
Meditating with scaring the hoes music
Diversing in the flows stem that got plucked from the rose
Losing no thorns in my side wrapped around north of my eyes
Dreads or the crown on top of my head you choose what to despise
Either will be your demise, hearing the joy in your cries
The pain the generation resides in my eyes
I guess that's why I'm hanging and splitting the pies
I hate truth with the lies we ain't choosing the side
F*ck it we choosing to slide
Think cause you're losing your mind
Blinking and overthinking look up you see June in the sky
Flyer than flyest you ever seen
Higher than highest smoke evergreen
All in the head just like Maybelline, look at these emeralds they May-be-bling
Floating and coasting and boasting, I swear I'm the freshest young nigga up in the world
Stroking and poking and choking, lil' baby all up in the sheets, she's not my girl
Flow electric, my name is Earl
Flow sick, make em hurl
In your city don't need referral
From the gutter that like Ninja Turtle
On top everyday of the year, 4seasons
Shorty wanna f*ck me, meet me at the Four Seasons
Gone before she woke now she salty yea she seasoned
It's to infinity, cruising in this Infinity
Reinvestin' paper to count it up for a century
Listening to Lito and smoking reefer to symphonies
Mansion in the mountains so people can't really get to me
Meditating with scaring the hoes music
Diversing in the flows stem that got plucked from the rose
Losing no thorns in my side wrapped around north of my eyes
Dreads or the crown on top of my head you choose what to despise
Either will be your demise, hearing the joy in your cries
The pain the generation resides in my eyes
I guess that's why I'm hanging and splitting the pies
I hate truth with the lies we ain't choosing the side
F*ck it we choosing to slide
Think cause you're losing your mind
Blinking and overthinking look up you see June in the sky
Flyer than flyest you ever seen
Higher than highest smoke evergreen
All in the head just like Maybelline, look at these emeralds they May-be-bling
Floating and coasting and boasting, I swear I'm the freshest young nigga up in the world
Stroking and poking and choking, lil' baby all up in the sheets, she's not my girl
Flow electric, my name is Earl
Flow sick, make em hurl
In your city don't need referral
From the gutter that like Ninja Turtle
Writer: J Jordan, A Higgins, T Clinton
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid