[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