Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Seasons Pass, artist - D Smoke. Album song Black Habits, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 04.02.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMPIRE, WoodWorks
Song language: English
Seasons Pass |
Life is but a gift, yeah |
And you got love to give, yeah |
And you got love to give, yeah |
And you got love to give, yeah |
Life is but a gift, yeah |
And you got love to give, yeah |
And you got love to give, yeah |
You got somethin' to say? |
Yeah |
That’s why I’m here to stay, yeah |
I got two ears to hear, yeah |
And just one mouth to say less |
With some imagination |
What couldn’t we create? |
Yeah |
You don’t cease to amaze me |
You made all, creation |
I’m just gettin' my feet wet |
You got more to offer |
I got more to learn, so |
I’m gon' be after |
When I complicate these things |
Make 'em all so simple |
We can’t abbreviate this here |
We gotta make it last |
But we can’t fall 'til seasons pass |
But we can’t fall 'til seasons pass |
But we can’t fall 'til seasons pass |
But we can’t— Uh |
Winter brought the wind and colder showers |
Had to wait 'til spring to bring the flowers |
Summer shined the sun and blinded eyes |
So we put on our shades and laid for hours |
Melanated, elevated senses, endorphins soarin' high |
Of course it’s senseless to coast without the brakes |
It’s no coincidence open eyes can see that we invincible, love |
I love your exes, ol' whoopty-whoop and what’s-his-name |
Hootie-hoo and what’s-his-face |
Them Rudy-poos can’t fuck with super good |
And although we movin' too fast I’ma keep my foot on the gas |
But we can’t fall 'til seasons pass |
But we can’t fall 'til seasons pass, yeah |
Shea butter, drizzle that cocoa oil |
Hey, lover-boo out that cocoa soil |
True to you, boo-boo, stay, oh, so loyal |
And when you feel blue, you still, oh, so royal |
Adjust your crown and bless the ground you walk on |
Heaven’s clouds, a reverend’s bout to start throwin' |
Holy water, go on, you got to march on |
Stoney ground, your pony’s round, my hard-on's all your fault |
Ha, I ain’t throwin' salt |
We can just go and do the freaky thang |
Big bang with the hopes that we both get caught |
But, for sure, keep me posted like a Post-It |
Got a nigga fallin' under sky like a low bridge |
We can make it if we take our time, there’s some more shit |
Baby, hold up |
But we can’t fall 'til seasons pass |
But we can’t fall 'til seasons pass, seasons pass, but we can’t, but we can’t— |
But we can’t, but we can’t— |
But we can’t, but we can’t, but we can’t, but we can’t, but we can’t, |
but we can’t, but we can’t— |
But we can’t fall 'til seasons pass |