Noah Marr - November Lyrics

I only saw you by seasons
I remember in color
That night at four seasons
You was cold as November
However it go
I would not change the weather
Whatever ties that I have may get severed
Cut off my leverage
I want a new plate
I do but I don't
You could but you won't
Oh

I only saw you by seasons
I remember in color
That night at four seasons
You was cold as November
However it go
I would not change the weather

Whatever moves is dependent
How I move depending on my moment
Call my aunt she said f*ck him
Yeah I really got it
Cold as November
My fam' I can't fathom to trust em
I want a full plate
And the other one busting
I cannot f*ck with the busters
They all burnt out
I don't want blisters
Mom my moms ain't raise a quitter
Do it 'til paid or the roof in the kitchen

Yeah I'm clocking in
Yeah I'm making checks
Never making sense
Make my own self happy
F*ck all those offended
F*ck those with pitch fences
Pitching forks that pitch my problem
I can't picture me on forbes list
I be dropping bombs
So no I can't be conscious
I don't have no money to think
Cause I'm working early mornings
Off and on wake up yawning
Barely making Abe Linc's
And I'm honest
Just ask for peace mind

I only saw you by seasons
I remember in color
That night at four seasons
You was cold as November
However it go
I would not change the weather

I only saw you by seasons
I remember in color
That night at four seasons
You was cold as November
However it go
I would not change the weather
Whatever ties that I have may get severed
Cut off my leverage
I want a full plate
I do but I don't
You could but you won't
Oh

(Yo E, Where You At?)

These days everybody weed based
Police chasin fiends
Field itching for some free base
Yeah homie rapping on a beat bout a beat case
Me say
Only thing I trip about is shoe lace
God sake
God speed if I'm going my lane
Hombre times
Sake always spent on my days
I'm trying to beat a clock but I never seem to make it
If you're waiting on a drop then I guess that you're waiting
F*ck with me tho
Who is me one true individual
Searching ditches for the fishes it's a kitty bowl
Got a girl rolling weed hypocritical
Gotta get it like a rapper yeah we living bro
What could a wish or a dream do
I'm like Anakin in prequels bruh
I got too much on my mind too much on my plate
It's a constant quest for power leave my mind on race