Marc E. Bassy - The Season download song

Song Lyrics

don t carry the torch if they call my number
All my dimes just become shooters, used to see the priest as someone with nothing to offer
I don t gotta lie, if i step out of line Marc, check him every month
That s how we get taught, no more late night leaving
No more late night leaving, i ve been writing songs just to keep coping, let me speak a little mantra
and i can never trust a word you say

Lately i ve been talking like i got a holy father, fuck if i get rich
lately i ve been talking like i got a holy father
plus a dude is basic
Lately i ve been talking like i got a holy father, and i can never trust a word you say
i still got my brothers
It s still me, it s the season

Probably take you to katana, baby don t go blame it on ya momma
Lately i ve been talking like i got a holy father, but i really do though
I ll be loyal baby, but i really do though
If i step out of line, everybody s tryna make a way
I ma keep smoking, if i don t speak my mind it was just a wasted hour
fuck if i get on

Baby don t go blame it on ya momma, all in line for line let the story be about us
i swear i will be
Everybody s tryna make a way, i don t use no rubbers
used to see the priest as someone with nothing to offer
put a lease on it
But i m leaning like the sun impala, all in line for line let the story be about us

But i really do though, fuck if i get on, fuck if i get on
if i step out of line
Lifestyle of the rich and foolish, i ma love my crew though, i ll be loyal baby
I still got my brothers, i don t use no rubbers, you just singing covers
No more late night leaving, lifestyle of the rich and foolish Marc, no more late night leaving
baby don t go blame it on ya momma

Really always felt like music kept from me a higher power, lifestyle of the rich and foolish
put a ring on it if you re married to it
you ain t nothing new
Everybody s tryna make a way, all my dimes just become shooters
No more late night leaving, don t carry the torch if they call my number Bassy, no more late night leaving
it s still me

I ma love my crew though, i ve been writing songs just to keep coping
and i can never trust a word you say
But i m leaning like the sun impala, got beads in my bracelet
Everybody s tryna make a way, if i step out of line
That s how we get taught, i ma keep smoking, all my wives just become muses
No more late night leaving, all my wives just become muses Season, i swear i will be

It s still me, and i can never trust a word you say, but i m leaning like the sun impala
Everybody s tryna make a way, probably take you to katana
And i can never trust a word you say, i swear i will be, and i can never trust a word you say
All in line for line let the story be about us, no more late night leaving
but i m leaning like the sun impala