The Season (Explicit) - Marc E. Bassy

F**k if I get on I am keep smoking

Hit me later on for some deep stroking

I've been writing songs just to keep coping

Check him every month put a lease on it

Put a ring on it if you're married to it

Life style of the rich and foolish

All my wives just become users

All my dimes just become shooters

She told me

No more late night leaving

I told her baby it's the season

Everybody's try make a way

And I can never trust a word you say

F**k if I get rich I still got my brothers

You ain't nothing new you just singing covers

Don't carry the torch if they call my number

I probably live on I don't use no rubbers

Summer seventeen and it's hot' than ever

Let's go to my spot just got it together

I don't got no love but I really do though

That's how we get taught I am love my crew though

So she said

No more late night leaving

I told her baby it's the season

Everybody's try make a way

And I can never trust a word you say

I'll be loyal baby I swear I will be

If I step out of line girl it's still me

In a Audi but I'm leaning like the sun impala

Acting boule girl I've never seen you at met gala

You a groupie baby don't go blame it on ya momma

Plus a dude is basic probably take you to Cortland

Got beads in my bracelet let me speak a little mantra

Fake it till you make it that's the only way to prosper

I don't see the difference between trap or doctor

Used to see the priest as someone with nothing to offer

Lately I've been talking like I got a holy father

Really always felt like music kept me from a higher power

If I don't speak my mind it was just a wasted hour

All in line for line let the story be about us

No more late night leaving

I told her baby it's the season

Everybody's try make a way

And I can never trust a word you say