Luyện nghe bài hát November

Say more, never want to talk about it
Feel a way,
Feel a way,
a way, woah

Take me back to
me back to November
Hawaiian shirts in the winter, cold water, cold
Yeah, take me to November, wassup
Can we go back to
me back to November
Hawaiian shirts in the winter, deep thoughts, thoughts
Naw, take me back to November,

What if Clancy me over?
if 'Who Dat Boy' is rhetorical and this shit is over?
What if I'm hustling
What if my accountant payin' my taxes?
Fillin' his and IRS show up asking me questions
I couldn't answer 'cause I was too busy tryna classics
Boy ain't got no classics
if my music too weird for the masses?
And I'm only known for tweets more beats or
All my day ones turn to three, fours of track seven
Fuck, what if I get
What if I got comfortable? I gotta keep it fifty
What if I it all and ended up back in Ladera
At them shitty apartments that's across the Bank of
Damn, I be hurtin'
Writing all of these songs cause wasn't working
Last in total, I put out two verses
But five seven figures since then, life's kinda
Oh is it Oh is it really? Bitch you know the dealy
Really hilly willy silly, hold that billy how I Milly Rock
When they can't relate him, when they start to him
They don't drive these cars so whats they
Tell me, what's November? Is it a person?
was the summer '06, I remember the (horn)
What if I thought the brake was the What if I crashed?
What if deep thoughts was my last?
Let me over, quick!

And back to November
me back to November
Hawaiian in the Winter, cold water, cold water
Yeah, take me back to November,
Can we go back to
Take me to November
Hawaiian in the Winter, deep thoughts, deep thoughts
Naw, take me back to November,

My November was those Odd Future Sundays, we used to just skate all day
My was performing with Lil Wayne
My was awesome, I booked my first feature film
My November was seeing Erykah perform
My was when my brother took me to first concert ever
My November was summer 2015 when I fell in love with someone who fucked my whole up, showed me life through a different
Miami 43rd Street, everyday was November

Take me back, me back
Take me back, me back
Take me back, take me back, me back
me back, take me back
Take me back, take me
Take me back, me back
Take me back, me back, take me back
Take me back, me back
I doin' fine, lost my mothafuckin' mind
Time travel back and me find
Take me back, take me to November, this I know
Take me back, me back
Take me back, me back to November, this I know
"My November is now"

I wrote a song about you, I want your
I consider my rate has slowed down at the ending
Matter of fact, I'mma just call you, so you can it
If you do answer, I play it to state
Although I know the response you gon' say back
At that point I'll hang up, disappear and stay back
And if you don't I'll leave a voicemail with the

Hello, no one is to take your call
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