Luyện nghe bài hát November

Say some more, want to talk about it
a way, woah
Feel a way,
Feel a way,

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

if Clancy fuckin' me over?
What if Dat Boy' is rhetorical and this shit is over?
What if I'm backwards?
What if my accountant ain't payin' my
Fillin' his pockets and IRS up asking me questions
I couldn't answer 'cause I was too busy tryna make
Boy ain't got no classics
What if my too weird for the masses?
And I'm known for tweets more than beats or
All my day ones turn to three, cause of track seven
Fuck, what if I get
What if I got I gotta keep it buck fifty
What if I lost it all and ended up in Ladera
At them shitty apartments that's the Bank of America
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, kinda perfect
Oh is it really? Oh is it really? you know the dealy
Really hilly willy silly, hold that billy how I Milly Rock
When they can't him, when they start to hate him
They don't drive these cars so they ultimatum?
Tell me, what's your November? Is it a
was the summer '06, I remember the (horn)
What if I the brake was the gas? What if I crashed?
What if these thoughts was my last?
Let me over, quick!

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

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

Take me back, take me
Take me back, take me
Take me back, take me back, me back
Take me back, me back
Take me back, me back
Take me back, take me
Take me back, take me back, me back
Take me back, take me
I ain't doin' fine, lost my mothafuckin'
Time travel and help me find
Take me back, take me back to November, I know
Take me back, me back
me back, take me back to November, this I know
"My November is now"

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

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