Текст песни December - Will Ryte

Now you know I could do this forever
I'm gone
I'm turning colder than December
I'm gone off these pills I won't remember
She just tryna put me under pressure
Now you know I could do this forever
I'm gone
I'm turning colder than December
I'm gone off these pills I won't remember
She just tryna put me under pressure

I been at it for a long time
Why you hit me at the wrong time
For the money going all night
Dirty money and it's all mine
Bad bitch, she don't fuck with the opps
Lavish, pour it up on the rocks
Locked up, free all my dawgs
Ball out when I'm up in the dot

Now I'm up if you like it or not
Donuts when we swerve out the lot
Go nuts when she giving me top
Cash out when they tell me to stop
Spend it all gotta re-up the stock
Back route if I'm hearing a knock
In the condo selling rock in the loft
If she want me than she taking it off

They just mad that I'm doing it better
In the trap with a stack on the dresser
In the stash, yeah I might finesse it
Got my back then you know I respect it
Missed calls and I'm ducking the message
Lawyered up got me dodging a sentence
Coming up and I'm still independent
Racks on me
Like I made an investment

Now you know I could do this forever
I'm gone
I'm turning colder than December
I'm gone off these pills I won't remember
She just tryna put me under pressure
Now you know I could do this forever
I'm gone
I'm turning colder than December
I'm gone off these pills I won't remember
She just tryna put me under pressure
Pressure