Tyler - Seasons

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Bullet in the air
I guess it really is kill off the black man season
Coming to your block in the evening yeah yeah yeah
I guess it really is kill off the black man season
Coming to your block in the evening yeah yeah yeah
BANG!
Shot a bullet in the air for no reason
I guess it really is kill off the black man season
The beef need a likkle more seasoning
Coming to your block in the evening yeah yeah yeah
Shooting the sky for no reason
I guess it really is kill off the black man season
The beef need a likkle more seasoning
Coming to your block in the evening yeah yeah yeah
Dem man lie through the teeth
Take mans grinder can’t lie I’m a thief
These man are soft, they don’t wait on no beef
Take a little mans pack, no returns I just leave
How the fuck can you not like me
Is it cause I’m making money and I get a little green
How the fuck can they wan beef me
Is it cause I’m bad and boujee and shutting down the scene
Uh, these man give me bipolar
We are not gs go sit on that sofa
Didn’t used to like me
Now they come over
Jah Jah just leave me it over
Stop begging for a long time friendship
Rather you hate me leave me just exit
The guys don’t love your body, they wanna sex it
Dumb insta hoes won’t listen, they’ll still flex it
Shot a bullet in the air for no reason
I guess it really is kill off the black man season
The beef need a likkle more seasoning
Coming to your block in the evening yeah yeah yeah
Shooting the sky for no reason
I guess it really is kill off the black man season
The beef need a likkle more seasoning
Coming to your block in the evening yeah yeah yeah
And these guys are still texting
Verbals on your foot, why’s your mum still stressing
Dumb little yutes don’t know how to act
No it ain’t the block that’ll soon get attacked
I don’t even know if these guys got my back
We’ll just for the day that I can say that
Pull out the ting
Everybody move back
Shot faces occurred, lil dis don’t lack no no
The summer’s coming so the gyally get sweeter
You do not lurk on the block with no beater
And if they challenge my team
They get beat up
You’re not really on, sorry son I don’t believe ya
I know you act shy when the opps come greet ya