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      Seasons (Ft Sam Hook)

      Seasons (Ft Sam Hook)

      T.I.

      Album: Dime Trap

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      T.I. - Seasons (Ft Sam Hook) Música y Letra

      [Intro: Dave Chappelle]
      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
      
      [Verse 1: T.I.]
      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
      
      [Chorus: Sam Hook]
      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
      
      [Verse 2: T.I.]
      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
      I'm done talkin'
      How was that-was that good, for real?
      
      [Chorus: Sam Hook]
      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
      
      [Outro: Dave Chappelle & T.I.]
      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

      T.I. - Seasons (Ft Sam Hook) Música y Letra

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