Come Winter - Intellectual

[Part 1]

[Intro]

Yeah, this dedicated to Canada, man

The whole up North

A lot of people don't realize how cold it gets during the winter

But listen

[Verse 1]

I met this new girl late June or early July

I called her a bunch of times, but she barely replied

Now it's December, I'm driving, and she's like, "Where's my hi?"

It's weird that I never called you, cause I rarely get shy

See, that was a segue, I believe the matter

Is what happens after the season, where the leaves just scatter

Where the Timb' laces get tighter and parka hoods flip up

Drug dealers standing in their park or hood slip up

Where girls become exes from Summer's caught ho'in

The winter cars come out, the summer cars go in

And some places is breezy, and some it start snowin'

And if you planning family vacations, you better know when

But some mothers scared to send they daughters out the city

Instead, she get a sweater that she bought her out of pity

Cause mom stays up late, she seen them videos

Where Cancun college students pouring water on their titties!

[Interlude]

Yeah man

It's a funny thing going through the winter up here, man

A lot of girls, y'know, wanna get close

You might think they the one

But just wait, nah mean, take it slow

[Verse 2]

Forget to mention, this girl that never gets to the beach

She lives just West of my street, and so we destined to meet

Since I'm driving, I ask her how to get to the suite

She doesn't answer, opens the door, and just gets in the seat

She throws her bag in the back and starts adjusting the heat

She's bold, but I roll with it, I'm impressed cause she's sweet

Then she says, "I heard your song and I'm obsessed with the beat

I mean, the lyrics are good, but I'm obsessed with the beat

I love it when Voyce sings, and the chorus is good

There's a couple things in the song that I suggest you repeat"

Off this, I'm kinda taken back for a second

I get her number, she tells me to call her after this session

And so I do, and it's kind of awkward, the surface hard to scratch

Until we end up sexin', and now my heart attached

I'm thinkin' off I should've been more Southern

And realizing all that she wanted was that indoor lovin' and ho!

[Interlude]

Yeah, uh

I told ya'll I had a story for you right

Uh, ya man, it's what it is

[Verse 3]

And now, I'm proud to have her like Montreal to the frizzench

She love to play hurt like Carter did on the bizzench

But, my boy say I'm actin' different, because I lay downtown

And I still I rush to pick her up from work and fizzench

She tellin' everyone I'mma hold here down

Tell everyone I'm the prince up in this cold, clear town

And stupid me, I just listen to her

Instead of wondering if this is really gon' last me the whole year round

But then Spring shows up, and it's Dallas in this bitch

The weather starts to resemble the holidays she missed

When we were together, it seeming like way back when

Ball players hop on the plane and make it way back in

See, she used to play piana, and now she never wait for Santa

Instead of saving for marriage, she saving for Caribana

And it's a shame, she had me convinced that she could've been a dime

I guess I lost another one to the wintertime

[Outro: Eva Cassidy]

I miss you, most of all, my darling

[Part 2]

[Intro: Drake & Marlena Shaw]

Give me a second to gather my thoughts

Strolling in the park (Ho)

And watching winter turn to spring (Such a beautiful day man)

Yeah, man, you know we had to switch it on 'em, right?

Strolling in the park and watching winter turn to spring

I'm still standing on two feet, even after this tragic loss

Man, but I got something to else to tell ya baby

[Verse: Drake]

I remember them encore PMs, breakfast, and the wake-up

Now Drake's committed, we waiting on the breakup

So we can get back to them cognac nights

With dress codes and light-skinned girls that won't act right

And I laugh cause my previous lifestyle was quite wild

The winter came and blew his cold air through

Back then, light sweaters and a couple drinks might get her

By the end of the week, I would know that crew

And we'd assembled a trio, a whole new scene

With three ladies in the shot, we never broke routine

At the end of every cut when the cameras are rollin'

We had ladies' hearts always gettin' damaged and stolen

But this summer is different; it's a two-man operation

Granted, the fact that we one man short

Got love for him, he can watch this new man stop a nation

'Cause handlin' crack is a one-man sport

Instead of dress-up, I walk in sweatpants and charms clinkin'

I find a girl, we step dance and calm drinkin'

The face, the breast, the bras, the toes

I'm still solo, and a long night draws to a close

'Cause it's a fact, if she come to the crib and I get some ass inside

We'll never talk again, scary and true

That song, Special I, recorded with Voyce, well, it's like a classified

It's what I'm lookin' for to carry me through

Yet I can't seem to find it, every girl that possesses it

Only wants a friendship, causing me to forget the shit

And when they talk about they past and lovers

And you get mad at the thought of it giving ass to others

Yet you find peace with yourself, now least there's some room to ride

There's also Room For Improvement as soon as June arrive

[Outro: Marlena Shaw]

Strolling in the park, and watching winter turn to spring