Seasons - Intellectual

[Verse 1:]

Got me changin', hatin', as the years goes on

Niggas be hatin', gettin' on me, cause I like to be alone

Just gotta concentrate, picture, just gotta keep doin me'

No one is stoppin' me, Its so much better, when its just me

I'm so close, I can feel it, fuck the industry

Can't change me, hand me the mic, thats just the inner me

Just a visionary, at my best, no need for flattery

Not the goat, but one day, I'll be at the best version of me

Writin' my ass off, got the momentum, to keep up the energy

Can't fuck with me, just try, I mastered the art of Archery

I keep shootin' out, aimin', with my reloadable armory

Never lettin' go, got the grip, niggas ya best believe

I'm heatin up, watch the shades, I'm in the summer

No time for babes, top down, ain't no casanova

I'm coolin' down, after a while, scarfed down for the fall

Certain colors show, lay low, ain't got no time for ya'll

Its spring now, gotta think now, sittin' on the smooth ground

Filled with hate now, no rain now, just the resonation of my sound

I'm shiverin', feelin' different, throughout the seasons

Goin' in a cycle, endin' in winter, I got my reasons

Roadblocks in my way, fuck them, ain't stoppin' me

Chasin' the dream, no need, for a non-supported family

Was abandonded, hurt bad, got the best of me

Still yearn for freedom, ya know, gettin out the gate thats holds me

Born in baltimore, my hometown, word out to my city

One day, I'll get outta here, and start my own family

I stand out, which is fine, I ain't shittin' the impossibility

Niggas can stand down, fuck off, this is my reality

There's no limit, where this bitch, could one day take me

Half bloods, drive me crazy, I've always been ready

Somewhere my heart turned cold, gotta fold, got me feelin' petty

Fightin' over stupid shit, goddamn, takin' the energy outta of me