November

[Verse 1]
While I hibernate in November, in life I′m sponge
I write despite the times I felt I never won
Rolling through the lights in my
Air Nikes tight my bike I side swipe
Posted with the girl I like
Maybe wife, never knew her wrong from right
We just pilot talking through flight
Shadow walking through the night
Jah if you hear me silly I'm alright
Like Pharrell giving hell when he on the mic
That kid from Compton, did so Baton Rouge
Breaking it′s slight
I took the rules, then I cruised through school like
I'm not a fool dropping jewels like my momma plights
My eyes I wipe, then skate scrape free
In sight like

[Chorus]
If you know it never blow it through the life
And sometimes doing crimes it suffice
Been on the grind on the mind and on the mic
Just a poet if I blow it then I die

[Verse 2]
Ford bumper hanging from the front
Was in Walker with my grandmother
Where they banging Trump
Shit be tragic, but imagine where I was
Can't ignore
Stuck in traffic bumping Reggie like
"I don′t feel no more"
Can′t sit still no more, 'til I'm on tour or
'Til I′m secure with my
Momma on shore, and my sisters on floor meditating
No need medication
In this life I'm pacing keeping faith in my creation
Knowing man might turn, and leave you burnt out
Premonitions from the south
In ole′ lady house
Can't be shady to my baby then she figure out
Then we reroute, plant the seed just to see it sprout

[Chorus]
If you know it never blow it through the life
And sometimes doing crimes it suffice
Been on the grind on the mind and on the mic
Just a poet if I blow it then I die
If you know it never blow it through the life
And sometimes doing crimes it suffice
Been on the grind on the mind and on the mic
Just a poet if I blow it then I die