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YBN Cordae - Wintertime Lyrics



YBN Cordae - Wintertime Lyrics
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Uh, ok
We all got skeletons in our closet from a shady past
Made me brag about my Mercedes, Jag
Going fast, made me crash
My ex keeps f*ckin' up my car with her crazy ass
Lately, sad
Reminisce the times, please take me back
Aimin' for the top, I'm on target like a Brady pass
Did a show for 80 cash, and threw it in my lady bag
That was f*ckin' Easy Money Sniper on my KD swag
Thought about quitin', I'm a Warrior, can't take a jab
Whoever said shit was easy forever was lied
I mesmerize, how simple decisions can jeopardize
When Martin Luther cheated and stared in Coretta's eyes
This is lyrical exercise, told my idols to step aside
My momma said I'm buggin', no need for the pesticide
Was waitin' tables, gave customers extra fries
Maya Angelou with accounts, I just let it rise
And hopefully my words never die

Wintertime and it's rainin'
Well shit, I don't be complainin'
Summer's cold, shit is dangerous
Man, I can feel the changes

Uh, try to take a walk up in my shoes
A nigga rappin' like I really got somethin' to prove
'Cause motherf*cker I do
I climb hills, nigga was sleepin' on Nyquil
Paint a picture, vivid dog, on everything my life's real
Was just in college, strugglin' to get a nice meal
Made it out the gutter, then that's all because of my skill
All because the glory nigga, let me tell my story
I am not that nigga with potential, I am not a warrior
I was lost like Dory, but I'm finally found
Was addicted to this Xans to calm anxiety down
And I never would admit because society clowns
Any nigga with a problem, they can't quiet me now, nigga

Wintertime and it's rainin'
Well shit, I don't be complainin'
Summer's cold, shit is dangerous
Man, I can feel the changes

Know where you come from, it's easy to get where you're going
Yeah
Just keep digging 'til you find out
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Uh, ok
We all got skeletons in our closet from a shady past
Made me brag about my Mercedes, Jag
Going fast, made me crash
My ex keeps f*ckin' up my car with her crazy ass
Lately, sad
Reminisce the times, please take me back
Aimin' for the top, I'm on target like a Brady pass
Did a show for 80 cash, and threw it in my lady bag
That was f*ckin' Easy Money Sniper on my KD swag
Thought about quitin', I'm a Warrior, can't take a jab
Whoever said shit was easy forever was lied
I mesmerize, how simple decisions can jeopardize
When Martin Luther cheated and stared in Coretta's eyes
This is lyrical exercise, told my idols to step aside
My momma said I'm buggin', no need for the pesticide
Was waitin' tables, gave customers extra fries
Maya Angelou with accounts, I just let it rise
And hopefully my words never die

Wintertime and it's rainin'
Well shit, I don't be complainin'
Summer's cold, shit is dangerous
Man, I can feel the changes

Uh, try to take a walk up in my shoes
A nigga rappin' like I really got somethin' to prove
'Cause motherf*cker I do
I climb hills, nigga was sleepin' on Nyquil
Paint a picture, vivid dog, on everything my life's real
Was just in college, strugglin' to get a nice meal
Made it out the gutter, then that's all because of my skill
All because the glory nigga, let me tell my story
I am not that nigga with potential, I am not a warrior
I was lost like Dory, but I'm finally found
Was addicted to this Xans to calm anxiety down
And I never would admit because society clowns
Any nigga with a problem, they can't quiet me now, nigga

Wintertime and it's rainin'
Well shit, I don't be complainin'
Summer's cold, shit is dangerous
Man, I can feel the changes

Know where you come from, it's easy to get where you're going
Yeah
Just keep digging 'til you find out
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Writer: Cordae Dunston
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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Performed By: YBN Cordae
From Album: The Lost Boy
Written by: Cordae Dunston

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