Released on June 20, 2015

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[Verse]

I been stuck beneath my goals

Digging out the hole like a barrel and the smoke

If you think I fear you than you bold

I'm comparable to cold

Man ya niggas need respect and some Theraflu to go

Ain't no therapeutic flows, when you hear the dude compose

And I been running from the jakes, I got some emeralds to glow

I pray that I'm memorable when old

Visions of my past got my temple moving slow

Steady pedal in these roads

I'm ready for confetti, spittin' heavy till I choke

He said I'm like a yetti holding coke

Cause you ain't even know if its the yetti or the coke

Stumble off my papa Henny, ready to explode

With my head beneath the snow, ay ay

Tell em 'cut that shit out'

Winter New York, tell em 'cut that shit out'

[sLUms]. season here, tell em 'cut that shit out'

Cut that shit