Luyện nghe bài hát November

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

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

What if Clancy fuckin' me
What if Dat Boy' is rhetorical and this shit is over?
What if I'm backwards?
What if my accountant payin' my taxes?
Fillin' his and IRS show up asking me questions
I couldn't answer I was too busy tryna make classics
Boy ain't got no motherfucking
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 cause of track
Fuck, if I get stuck?
What if I got comfortable? I gotta keep it buck
What if I lost it all and ended up in Ladera
At them shitty apartments that's across the Bank of
Damn, I would be
Writing all of these cause Wi-Fi wasn't working
year 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 willy tilly silly, hold that billy how I Milly Rock
When they can't relate him, they start to hate him
They don't drive these cars so whats they
Tell me, what's your November? Is it a
Mine was the '06, I remember the (horn)
if I thought the brake was the gas? What if I crashed?
What if these deep was my last?
Let me over, quick!

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

My November was those Odd Sundays, where we used to just skate all day
My November was performing with Lil
My November was awesome, I my first feature film
My November was seeing Badu perform
My November was when my brother me to first concert ever
My November was summer 2015 when I fell in with someone 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, me back
Take me back, take me back, take me
Take me back, me back
Take me back, me back
me back, take me back
Take me back, take me back, me back
me back, take me back
I ain't fine, lost my mothafuckin' mind
Time travel back and me find
me back, take me back to November, this I know
Take me back, me back
Take me back, take me back to November, I know
"My November is now"

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

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