Seasons Change - Cam Meekins

That’s just how the seasons change every day

Smoking J’s to the face

I got pains to replace

Feelings change every day

See the shades, that’s a way

See the fakes in my place

I replace some mistakes yeah

I was in the green room smoking joints

It was straight to the point

Said you hated my voice

It was eight months ago, and you falling apart

I can’t feel anymore, put it all in my heart eh

We get litty in the city but I lost you

You took a flight, it was straight back to Boston

She was talking about how she don’t do this often

But fuck that nonsense, I’ll show you how it gets down

That’s just how the seasons change every day

Smoking J’s to the face

I got pains to replace

Feelings change every day

See the shades, that’s a way

See the fakes in my place

I replace some mistakes yeah

I don’t trust no one

I keep my hat low tryna avoid the cops when I’m smoking, tryna stack slow

I know what it means before you say it

I don’t need to display it

I got money in the B

Where it B

Where I layup

Where I put my head

I’m skinny, getting fed

I’m just getting to the bread

I’ll sleep when I’m fucking dead

Every word I ever said real shit

I’m clean up in this bitch

I don’t do shit to get even, ain’t no steven in this kid

Keep my shirt, jeans tucked

These joints is getting stuffed

She ain’t got nip tucks she fucking the bag up

I came with my swag up

I was rolling in the club, I don’t do shit to get love

You don’t know how much I’ve done

Call that shit selfish, I call that shit accumulating wealth

If the government is doing it, I’m doing it myself

And smoking, meditating on a permanent vacation

Tryna stack up all this paper from these trials and tribulations

That’s just how the seasons change every day

Smoking J’s to the face

I got pains to replace

Feelings change every day

See the shades, that’s a way

See the fakes in my place

I replace some mistakes yeah