Winter Blues

作词 : David Kraft aka The Cratez/Joyner Lucas/Tim Wilke aka The Cratez

作曲 : David Kraft aka The Cratez/Joyner Lucas/Tim Wilke aka The Cratez

Damn I feel so loose, I'm about to pop shit

What's a man to do when he's out of options

I ain't wanna do it but ...

Shhh, hold on

Be quiet, they're coming

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no

No, no, no, no, no, no

I said gimmie that, gimmie that

Gimmie that, gimmie that

You heard what I said

Bitch run that, run that

Run that, run that

You heard what I said

I said yeah

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no

I remember everything was different

When I tried to get a job and make some money

I was livin' on the street

I walk a lot of miles and nobody wasn't hiring

and I had to stand in line if I was to get something to eat

Cause I ain't had no homies and my girl depended on me every night that we were lonely and I couldn't get no sleep

Cause I was plotting on anybody I seen that was getting money

You got it? I need it sorry, you don't need it more than me

And ****, I'm tired of this struggle, ducking and dodging them puddles wondering if God ever hear the prayers I said

Cause every time I got a new hustle, that shit done got me in trouble

You don't know how many ****ing tears I've shed

But **** it, I'm letting loose

And they told me don't bend the rules

This is my winter blues

You know what I'm finna do

Anything necessary to make it up in the news

And I'm taking every mother****ing thing that I pick and choose

And I'm done with all the begging, I'm past that

All I did was get laughed at

You can go back track but you'll never get cash back

And they told me I'm half black

But I'm white as a lab rat

With a mic and a gas mask

I'm a light for your trash ass

And I might get the last laugh

Better fight if you back stab

With a knife in your backpack

All my life I've been jabbed at

But I fight like I'm Mad Max with a knife with the yeah yeah

You know, you know what the **** I'm talking about

Listen

I don't give a **** about your feelings

You don't have any idea just what I had to do to get what I want

All I wanted was to make a decent living

I can't even count it all my fingers how much shit that I lost

Bitch this is my job

These are my thoughts

I ain't never had shit but for now you better give me what's yours

Damn I feel so loose, I'm about to pop shit

What's a man to do when he's out of options

I ain't wanna do it but ...

Shhh, hold on

Be quiet

They're coming

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no

No, no, no, no, no, no

I said gimme that, gimme that

Gimme that, gimme that

You heard what I said

Bitch run that, run that

Run that, run that

You heard what I said

I said yeah

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no

You really got some nerve talkin' bout me like

you're better cause you got your shit together

and I'm really goin' through it

I don't think you have a clue what it feels like

doin' dirt knowin' in your heart you ain't wanna do it

I don't got one G bone in my body,

I ain't never g******g I don't know nothing about it

I don't claim to be a thug bitch or Illuminati

but there really ain't no tellin' what I do when I get rowdy

And I'm starvin' and my back against the wall and you ballin'

Everytime I see you all you do is flash hundreds

Everything on fleek I ain't never had nothin'

I just wanna be you when I feel like stuntin'

And lettin' loose and they told me don't bend the rules

This is my winter blues you don't know what I finna do

Anything necessary to make it up in the news

And I'm taking every mother****ing thing that I pick and choose

I'm done with that hating shit

The **** do you think this is

Damn it, you made me sick

Ain't no time for no babysit

This is the way we live and yes I'm okay with this

You think you all that and a bag of potato chips?

Could jump off a crazy bridge

And enough of you idiot kids

Go suckin' a lady dick

I would never just make amends

With none of you shakin' hands in public

Yeah yeah like get the **** out of my face, dude

Listen

I don't give a **** about your feelings

You don't have any idea just what a bitch had to do to get loose

All I wanted was to make a decent living

I can't even count on all my fingers how much shit I went through

What I went through

What I went through

And when shit get real ain't really nothing that you can do

Yo, what's up, this is Joyner

I'm unable to take your call right now

Leave me a brief message and I'll get back to you

Peace

Yo, who the **** do you think you are tryna give advice to a child?

My child

Bitch, you the biggest piece of shit I've ever met in my life

My bitch

You the last person that should be trying to give advice to anybody about anything

Let alone my ****ing kid

Acting like some ****ing role model or some shit

Bitch, no nobody wanna be like you

Stop it