Текст песни Snow Day - November

Rolling in the paper like a snow day
Thumbing through that shit like it's foreplay
It's still a couple commas on a slow day
If imma eat it imma treat it gourmet
I'm all about my cheese like Green Bay
Garage full leave it in the drive way
She listen to my songs on replay
Now I make her sing like beyonce
Visiting some places that I've never been
They knowing my name in places I've landed in
Lost count of all the checks that I'm cashing in
Don't need to drop to see the money coming in
There's not a fucking bag that I'll be fumbling
If I hop on song the money doubling
All this cash in my jeans got me stumbling
I've been hungry for this shit my stummy grumbling
I watch it coming in

I did this on my own didn't need no help
I made out the dark where I wasn't myself
Remembered who I was and I saved myself
Drinking every night to numb the pain I felt
But I made a couple dollars off the pain I've felt
Now got these bitches tryna loosen my belt
I'm sorry to people hurt from pain I've dealt
My heart turned cold, too afaid to melt
I put my city on the map
I made this look good with all this Louis on my back
No M.A the way I'm not playing with the strap
Too many milestones to be closing out my tab
Uh
Who gon' slide for me
There isn't too many people who would ride for me
They see the paper now they all wanna die for me
But even after all that I've seen some of 'em lie on me
Now they cry for me
But when I gave 'em everything what they buy for me
This the time for me
When I die money's only thing they'll find on me

The only thing they find on me