[Verse]
Goodbye winter, it's been fun living witcha
I thank you for the experience you've been giving
I swear you really help a n***a with the vision
Stepped out the pic so I can see the bigger picture
And hot damn it, it's panoramic
It's feeling like I done been on a whole other planet
You outta this world, I never could hate ya
Even though I gotta alienate ya
And when the temp of your love drop below, baby
We still cool cause you know that I'm ice cold, baby
Baby, so, baby, don't be blue
You know our ties never done like a timberland boot
I know you wanna yell timber, I'm bout to drop on these n***as
But hold me down for the spring and I'll give the summer a blizzard
And call it your revenge since the weather tried to skip ya
It's sounding "The Cool" and "My Beautiful Dark Twisted"
With a lack of fantasies 'cause reality in my scriptures
This the gospel and if not, then it's the ism
Music all written, 'bout done with mixes
I'll let you hear the masters when the masterpiece is finished
Album coming in September, but a tour coming with it
Remember me like Wyclef, I'll be gone 'til November
And thank you in advance in case I miss thanksgiving
But I'll make it back for Christmas just to give back to the children
I know they grow up quickly and they die in a blinking
But my neighborhood gunning down high school seniors
But shout out to my lil homies in junior achievement
They can relate to me better than most of they teachers
Let them see my corporate life I got without a degree
I'm mean 60 grand a year pay more than being a thief
Or risking life in the streets by selling d** to eat
By all means you gotta do something to fund your dreams
People try to shoot you down and say don't quit your day job
Just because they couldn't do it, man, that's really they prob
I rather tell 'em work hard, whatever job that you got
Just work harder for yourself than you do on the clock
'Cause midnight tells me that Cinderella's a fraud
And at the same time it's telling me I'ma star
In other words, just keep it real to who you are
Real recognizes real, really near or really far
I watch the sun's tirade bring light to the dark
My name wasn't in the lights but it was probably the bulb
Pourin' up some Jameson and make a toast '4 da squad
I'm at the bar taking shots with Isaiah Rashad
Posted up for hours after hours lounging at the syndicate
Tripping over old beefs, dope flows, and silly sh**
Probably his biggest fan but, damn, I couldn't plan that
God send me blessings that I can't do nothing but laugh at
Made lemonade with the lemons I was given
Still can't find a reason why they living cold and bitter
I made hella memories in the warmest of winters
But I know the spring coming with some whole new beginnings
Goodbye winter