Ohini Jonez - Change Seasons lyrics

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Ohini Jonez - Change Seasons lyrics

[Intro] Yeah It takes balls to chase your dreams Gravitas All the neysayers they see what you do you know I'm in ATL, I'm in Texas, I'm in New York All the time [Verse 1] I love Pittsburgh this city's my home But I gotta see the world, gotta see Rome Private flight flown leave at night arrive morn Bought a one way ticket don't know when I comin' home Not lookin' back like I had to jump bond Had to sell a few shares ditch a few junk bonds No phones calls turned all my cells off I'm enjoyin' this sh**, cause I work my a** off Pa**port Dreams helped a yacht cast off Toss a glance lady salivate keep the Pavlov Change my currency I'm currently amazed At the current state a euros, they might be leavin' Greece Never no grease, olive oil wit the fish A few clams is a must we don't rush when we sit Mush to the lust, concierge buzz us in Let's sin, let's sin [Hook] California dreamin', sail the Caribbean Keep a hideaway faraway when I wanna change seasons Won't even need a reason Only time I feel snow, when I go skiin' California dreamin', sail the Caribbean Keep a hideaway faraway when I wanna change seasons Won't even need a reason Everywhere I go, ladies know, I'm leavin' [Verse 2] Fall's my favorite season it's somethin' about the foli Bet I bless a fresh hoodie keep my wardrobe holy Live wit no regrets, cause an old head told me Please don't be too quick to judge, if you really don't know me Facade so phony ya facade so phony Can't be my tenderoni still you get the pepperoni Cause you been a good girl these other girls more phony The very same old head told me Ray - Never put pescado where you keep the guacamole When you hittin' shots all day baby what is a goalie Yeah I'm sittin' on my team's shoulders feelin' like Kobe After press conferences I'm somewhere smoky In between locales I'm chillin' out low key Overseas ocean breeze so relieved smokin' trees Please believe homie I converse wit dames That'll make ya babe look homely, pick up ya face homie