December

[Intro]
My home is a shelter for God's people (that's real)
I know I can never be God's equal (that's real, real, real)
The more that I live, I see what is real (I see what is real)
I look like I'm low but I'm stacking a mil (a mil)
Heard people saying they don't remember (I do)
Came for me, never yelling timber (timber)

[Verse 1]
Plotting summers in December
Gotta stay low, never leak your info (that's what I do)
My hood real, seen plenty shit
Homies all in jail, hit plenty licks
I don't rob no more, I'm at the top
I don't slide no more, I'm off the block
Took the fame to the head like a forty
It don't matter where I go, niggas know me
Humble like I grew up from Humboldt County
With a bounty
Here we go, far from lyrical
More like spiritual
Niggas know, still gon' get it though
LB said get it bro (let's go)
Really though
OT blowing indigo
Still prince of the city though
Get your ho, beggin' me to hit it slow
I'm a real individual

[Verse 2]
Plotting summers in December (December)
Mob shit, I'm still a member
My money be fly
Like I'm in Dubai
I run through the money like I was Usain
Or I was insane
Not here to get by
Left brain, right brain
I'm a threat, numb the pain, Novocain
Overcame my block, hundred shots
Left the block, then the soldier came
I never could tell you I'm innocent
The difference with me is I meant this shit
Since a youngin, I've been militant
My penmanship is allegory
You can learn from my story
Pressure come, I'm never worried
Whatever come, I'm better for it
Whatever come, I'm ready for it
Fake shit, I'm never for it
Learn something everyday
Love the game but never play

[Outro]
My home is a shelter for God's people (that's real)
I know I can never be God's equal (that's real, real, real)