Seasons change, people say
Tell me how it's okay
The crown's out,
time remains
People go,
seasons change
Yo, I keep it low, all y'all can rock to it
Live with the 5, 7, 5 with the movement
I'm in too deep, I'm caught up with this
Penning my path, sometimes I flash back
The ground back in my zone,
my thoughts will run wild
Blasting nasty nines till Scott and
Soulchild And in the whip after school,
first thing I hit the dial
Now we in the trap,
you staged,
I spit vile Let's take it back,
wanted to write rap
Got the saxophone,
page one to Smoothchild Had to think for jazz,
Parker to Coltrane
Bebop to Boom Bap,
Blue Train to Wu-Tang Respect for the game,
it's time passed
First time I rhymed that verse with straight trash
This time I sued at loans and I still can't write a thesis
But let that beat drop,
I tear a microphone to pieces
Seasons change, people say Tell me how it's okay
Now it's late nights,
the mic checks,
I keep the mic pressed
Too much to digest on the low,
but I guess it's too much to handle
Roll the dice,
slice and gamble,
it push comes to shove
I'm drawing first like it's Rambo, lock and load
Got the jazz game all locked down,
this year we taking shots
I hold the rock now,
seven days a week,
so I'mma bust it down
Let's rock y'all,
let's rock y'all We going off this year,
let's rock y'all
We going off, we going off, we going off, y'all
Seasons change, seasons change
Love cries out,
love remains
People are gone,
seasons change
Seasons change,
seasons change
Seasons change