Seasons (feat. Sam Hook)

All my life all I wanted to do was be great
 If the stakes are everything, you'll tell yourself anything you need to hear to survive
 Everything I say is the truth and that's a lie
 And that's the motherfucking truth
 Hmm, remember all I ever wanted was a gold chain and a ride worth 400 plus
 Revenge paid to anybody who dishonor us
 I'm sensei to them young niggas under us
 Been a made man, look what I done made, man is you kiddin'?
 When trap nigga needed a way, who did it?
 Every song I gave you had some truth in it
 Givin' you the pudding, look at it, the proof in it
 Went from servin' junkies in hoopties to new Bentley
 These suckas just be jumpin' through hoops and they too friendly
 That's why I don't politic they said
 They all cool it just that I don't fuck wit' nigga much
 The chain numbers ain't no need for us to keep in touch
 We want fame and we'll be tryna hit them niggas up
 I'm stand off, I swear I walk in rooms, be listenin' to y'all talkin'
 See that you ain't talkin' 'bout shit and I start walkin'
 Hey, cause I ain't here to waste time
 Don't wanna put energy in no lame nigga
 I don't want no lame nigga takin' mine
 But you wanna ball, I could show you how
 You like a broad? I could teach you how to turn her out
 Show you how to buy 'em low and sell 'em high
 But don't assume that it's all that I know about
 A made me, a D and D, that's while I raise kid
 I got married and fucked it up, that what fame did
 Marriage counselor tell me focus on what the pain did
 To busy focusin', tryna do what Jay and Dame did
 I'm on a path; I got a purpose, to reach a destination
 And either you helpin' me get to it or you in the way
 Hope they wasn't lyin' when they said it all comes back around, baby
 Stuck up here, tryin' to let you go but it's such a long way down
 But if it's still a Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall, well I'm still breathin'
 If there's something I can say before you finish leavin'
 And if everything still happens for a reason, maybe you come back around just like the seasons
 Like the seasons
 I'm so extreme, never been a man of moderation
 See, subtlety just ain't my cup of tea
 Don't want my grass green, I want the lobby decorated
 And last thing I need somebody sayin' I never make it
 Don't give a damn, you can catch me with whoever naked
 Still some forms of disrespect, I ain't gon' never take it
 Even with my vocabulary, can't explain it
 I'm sorry what you thought I was, I just ain't there
 Get it why you say I ain't shit, big will keep rollin' though
 Holdin' up the block, doin' such and such with so and so
 Que sera, sera
 Cure it with a hundred million party like it's Marti Gras
 Got some bad Latino wit' me, they some laddi daddi das
 See, you said they be hatin', I say send 'em my regards
 Bury it under T and A, I call that R&R
 Tryna get some stripes on me, that's how you start a war
 I been practicin' my reaction to niggas come with stupid shit
 Fuck out my face, man, the conversation over with
 Done talkin'
 Was that-was that good, for real?
 Hope they wasn't lyin' when they said it all comes back around, baby
 Stuck up here and tryin' to let you go but it's such a long way down
 But if it's still a Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall, well I'm still breathin'
 If there's something I can say before you finish leavin'
 And if everything still happens for a reason, maybe you come back around just like the seasons
 Like the seasons
 I'm not promisin' to be perfect but I'll try my best to be great
 This ain't no game, this a mother fuckin' trap
 This ain't no game, this a mother fuckin' trap
 
 All my life all I wanted to do was be great
 If the stakes are everything, you'll tell yourself anything you need to hear to survive
 Everything I say is the truth and that's a lie
 And that's the motherfucking truth
 Hmm, remember all I ever wanted was a gold chain and a ride worth 400 plus
 Revenge paid to anybody who dishonor us
 I'm sensei to them young niggas under us
 Been a made man, look what I done made, man is you kiddin'?
 When trap nigga needed a way, who did it?
 Every song I gave you had some truth in it
 Givin' you the pudding, look at it, the proof in it
 Went from servin' junkies in hoopties to new Bentley
 These suckas just be jumpin' through hoops and they too friendly
 That's why I don't politic they said
 They all cool it just that I don't fuck wit' nigga much
 The chain numbers ain't no need for us to keep in touch
 We want fame and we'll be tryna hit them niggas up
 I'm stand off, I swear I walk in rooms, be listenin' to y'all talkin'
 See that you ain't talkin' 'bout shit and I start walkin'
 Hey, cause I ain't here to waste time
 Don't wanna put energy in no lame nigga
 I don't want no lame nigga takin' mine
 But you wanna ball, I could show you how
 You like a broad? I could teach you how to turn her out
 Show you how to buy 'em low and sell 'em high
 But don't assume that it's all that I know about
 A made me, a D and D, that's while I raise kid
 I got married and fucked it up, that what fame did
 Marriage counselor tell me focus on what the pain did
 To busy focusin', tryna do what Jay and Dame did
 I'm on a path; I got a purpose, to reach a destination
 And either you helpin' me get to it or you in the way
 Hope they wasn't lyin' when they said it all comes back around, baby
 Stuck up here, tryin' to let you go but it's such a long way down
 But if it's still a Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall, well I'm still breathin'
 If there's something I can say before you finish leavin'
 And if everything still happens for a reason, maybe you come back around just like the seasons
 Like the seasons
 I'm so extreme, never been a man of moderation
 See, subtlety just ain't my cup of tea
 Don't want my grass green, I want the lobby decorated
 And last thing I need somebody sayin' I never make it
 Don't give a damn, you can catch me with whoever naked
 Still some forms of disrespect, I ain't gon' never take it
 Even with my vocabulary, can't explain it
 I'm sorry what you thought I was, I just ain't there
 Get it why you say I ain't shit, big will keep rollin' though
 Holdin' up the block, doin' such and such with so and so
 Que sera, sera
 Cure it with a hundred million party like it's Marti Gras
 Got some bad Latino wit' me, they some laddi daddi das
 See, you said they be hatin', I say send 'em my regards
 Bury it under T and A, I call that R&R
 Tryna get some stripes on me, that's how you start a war
 I been practicin' my reaction to niggas come with stupid shit
 Fuck out my face, man, the conversation over with
 Done talkin'
 Was that-was that good, for real?
 Hope they wasn't lyin' when they said it all comes back around, baby
 Stuck up here and tryin' to let you go but it's such a long way down
 But if it's still a Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall, well I'm still breathin'
 If there's something I can say before you finish leavin'
 And if everything still happens for a reason, maybe you come back around just like the seasons
 Like the seasons
 I'm not promisin' to be perfect but I'll try my best to be great
 This ain't no game, this a mother fuckin' trap
 This ain't no game, this a mother fuckin' trap