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Wintertime

Real Deal Freestyle

 

Real Deal Freestyle

(Album: No Winter Without Snow - 2017)


Ay, yeah yeah, okay, aight
Damn, ay damn, yeah, flexing, stunting, flexing, wow, stunting
Get it girl, ay, yeah, get it girl, uh, ay

Baby I'm the real deal, jamming like I'm Will the Thrill
Barting on these niggas you've been hearing I'm just starting
Listen, I don't gotta sign a deal, I'm just tryna make a mill
These boys think they balling they my sons like Shareef O'Neal
Oh that's Winter he's so ill, I ain't go no, he's a steal
12 snatch me I won't tell, Wintertime I plead the fifth
Diamonds crank that Soulja Boy
I need me a Rolls Royce with the extra leg room
Got bitches in my bedroom

Damn, yeah man I been tryna tell all these niggas
Wintertime all the time shit man, yeah
Wake 'em up, count it up

All these hoes know me, I don't really want 'em to
Stay lowkey and count my cash, I'm not tryna deal with you
Westside to eastside, smoking thrax 'til we fried
Make sure my teeth shine, your girlfriend wanna be mine
Trueys with the Retros on, run that shit like marathon
New hoe look like Sarah Palin, Wintertime you the greatest, thank you baby
2016 I told them I ain't playing
Everybody want my spot, try your luck like Las Vegas
And I got a lot of haters, they don't want the kid to make it
Eyes low like I'm 5"8, no Thomas Davis
And I beat a couple cases, yellow diamonds, I'm not racist
Grill shining like some braces, could've played for the Florida Gators
No money no conversation, count up like a calculator
They want the old Winter back, I'm real sorry to keep you waiting
Sauced up, dumb high, blowing smoke in the sky
If finessing was Olympics I'd go gold everytime

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