Cold Season

If I could see my momma one more time I’d tell her that I'm all good
I'd be lying but it’s all good
I've seen so many people die it don’t phase me
I use to think about like I'm so crazy
Why there no tears falling?
Why I get so nervous when my peers calling?
Like maybe I'll pick up and hear another fucking dead homie
I can’t take it no more I'm getting mad lonely
Screaming at these walls
And they talking back I just hate when they involved
Tell me I should quit
I should go and hang it all up
I can’t fight this feeling so I pick the alcohol up, ballin'
Spending monеy like I don’t need it
Call my plug get me high likе there’s no ceiling, ya
'Cuz I don’t want no more feelings
Summertime in the hills it’s a cold season, ya
It’s a cold season
Rather be 40 below like so freezing
Quarantining with all my fucking demons
Suicidal thoughts like every evening
So I'm out here pouring a fifth
Rode that ambulance like every morning at 6
Watched my mother suffer that’s why pain is equipped
And this is for the teachers sayin I'll never be shit like fuck 'em
I keep this shit inside me
4 AM chillin in the hills all my by self
Shit you know where to find me
I'll be on my own fuck around i don’t need no help, ya
I'm from that city with that gold owl
No peace offerings I don’t throw towels, ya
This shit is getting so sour
Used to get chased down blocks like no fouls
Man of the house since i was like 6 or 7
God went and turned me to a fucking legend
All cash baby I don’t need no debit
I spend it cuz I earn it every fucking second
It’s a cold season
It’s a cold season