Winterfalls
Terrell Morris
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Dropped off the map
Got lost by myself
Ghosted my camp
Sat on my shelf
Watching time stand still, I collected dust Cooped in my ends just thinkin
thoughts «If I make a move, how much gain is lost?» Less of a wallflower,
mpre of a weed
Less of a man then I know i could be
‘Cause mama didn’t raise no fuck nigga My mama raised a real one
I try to be honest from the jump
You know, really trust the fall
Fuck i hate the winter, damn I love the fall You know, really trust the fall
Fuck i hate the winter, damn I love the fall
Fuck I hate the wintr, damn I love the fall We don’t hat the winners,
we just love the fallen Everybody love the lost ones
Everybody love a come up
When they see a brother wanna start somethin' Cause everybody want a one up
Out on the road wit' a blunt, hit a homerun wit a bunt Stumblin' into the big
league
Now I’m on field «what the fuck?»
Fresh out a slump, too many women to love All playa playa playa,
brush ya shoulders off Boy I’m the big shit
And I hit practice in ages
I might look back at the pages like
«Who let me into the function?»
Maybe they should’ve put up a fight
Maybe I’d be happy, less hair nappy
More fine locs, boy times talks
Only time tells, if the vibes fell
If the lines dropped, if the line stops
Could I leave wit one?
Could I be wit one?
Dropped off the map (dropped off the map) Got lost by myself (got lost by
myself) Ghosted my camp (ghosted my camp) Sat on my shelf (sat on my shelf)
Dropped off the map (dropped off the map) Got lost by myself (got lost by
myself) Ghosted my camp (ghosted my camp) Sat on my shelf (sat on my shelf)
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