Marc E. Ba**y - The Season lyrics

[Verse 1] f** if I get on, imma 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 Lifestyle of the rich and foolish All my wives just become music All my dimes just become shooters [Hook] She told me "No more late night leaving" I told her, "Baby it's the season Everybody's tryna make a way And I can never trust a word you say" [Verse 2] f** 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, Imma love my crew though [Hook] So she said "No more late night leaving" I told her, "Baby it's the season Everybody's tryna make a way And I can never trust a word you say" [Verse 3] 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 boujee, girl I've never seen you at MET Gala You a groupee, baby don't go blame it on ya momma Plus a dude is basic, probably take you to Cortana Got beads in my bracelet, let me speak a little montra 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 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 [Outro] "No more late night leaving" I told her, "Baby it's the season Everybody's tryna make a way And I can never trust a word you say"