4 Seasons lyrics by PORCHY, Ameriqa
Intro
Bitter symphony…
Verse 1: Porchy
So let me get my Rolex at, come Ill put you in it
We gon stick together put you with a meanish
Goldy anniversary hoping Ima finish
But Mary-Mary Jane had me higher than a ceiling
Now, Im colder than Chicago, getting green, the avocado
They took away my brother, now Im actin desperado
Poppin out them desperados, dreams of going El Dorado
Those bitches tellin me that I should come to Colorado
Man, Im rolling in the Chevy, high as fuck, my hands are sweaty
Slinging kinda heavy, but its looking like confetti
My main bitch love me, cuz I didnt live the fairy tale
She wasnt really ready, couldnt even cook spaghetti
Still Im feeling like Im married…
Pre-Hook: Porchy
It must be the coke
It must be the codeine
I must be that dope
Thats why these bitches feelin for me
Hook: Porchy
Bitter symphony
Spring, summer, till they fall, winter
Bitter symphony
Hold me down till I fall in them
Down till I fall in them
Spring, summer, till they fall, winter
Verse 2: Ameriqa
No, I dont wanna ruin a life and get caught, ay
Never coulda sacrifice, man, Im for calm living
When Im up that Janice pride, I am a hot killer, cold sinner, house splitter
But fuck your lifes a movie, wait her back as never losing
I try to wipe a groopie after gang in her, Im boozy
I wish shell never know me, so I wont feed her excuses
And get her feelings ?
Be flowin in them dark clouds, when suns out
Keeping my love locked down, so it don’t run out
My main aim left me, so I told her humming farewell
Thought we can marry, but I fucked up a fairy tale
Still Im feeling good…
Pre-Hook: Porchy
It must be the coke
Or is it just the codeine
I must be that dope
They got their hoes, spinnin from burn
Oh, lord, theyre so hungry
Say, they did it in the fall
Next seek her in the fall rain
Bridge: Ameriqa
Ima always let them in?
So would you sent for me?
Would you cry for me?
Would you care for me?
Would you die for me?
Would you jump up from off that cliff an hit the sky with me?
Would you take away my dreams and might decide for me?
Would you?
Could you?
Hook: Porchy
Bitter symphony
Spring, summer, till they fall, winter
Bitter symphony
Hold me down till I fall in them
Bitter symphony
Down till I fall in them
Bitter symphony
Spring, summer, till they fall, winter
