Luyện nghe bài hát November

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

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

if Clancy fuckin' me over?
What if 'Who Dat Boy' is rhetorical and this shit is
What if I'm hustling
What if my accountant payin' my taxes?
Fillin' his pockets and IRS 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 than beats or
All my day ones turn to three, fours of track seven
Fuck, if I get stuck?
What if I got comfortable? I keep it buck fifty
What if I lost it all and ended up in Ladera
At shitty apartments that's across the Bank of America
Damn, I would be
Writing all of these songs cause Wi-Fi wasn't
Last in total, I put out two verses
But five seven since then, life's kinda perfect
Oh is it really? Oh is it Bitch you know the dealy
Really hilly willy tilly silly, hold that how I Milly Rock
When they can't him, when they start to hate him
They drive these cars so whats they ultimatum?
Tell me, what's your November? Is it a
Mine was the '06, I remember the (horn)
What if I thought the was the gas? What if I crashed?
What if these deep thoughts was my
Let me over, quick!

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

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

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

I wrote a song about you, I your opinion
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 it to state facts
Although I already know the response you gon' say
At that point I'll hang up, disappear and just stay
And if you don't I'll a voicemail with the playback

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