December

(Sample)

Will you still love me in December

Will you still any day

Wouldn't make a difference

What are you doing forehead

Life's a bitch but the pussy good that shit toxic

Stand toe to toe with whoever like this shit boxing

Terrence Crawford, belt to ass I'm really on another timing

She don't play no games but do what I say like my name is Simon

I'm with my bruddas, we stand together like offensive linemen

I'm in the air, I'm off the earth, I don't need a pilot

Say you got a problem, don't ask me to solve it

Shit, I got my own

Remember the days when a nigga barely had home

Sixteen, going door to door, now I'm whore to whore

When I draw this play, just know I'm finna score

Seen too much to keep this shit going

Damn faneto

My life was like Giannis at the free throw

Then my mind I find like it's Nemo

Love had me so sick like I'm Ne-yo

Bitch, I gave my heart back, you ain't repo

If you ain't treating this shit like home

Then what the fuck you need that key for

I cannot fuel your damn ego

Lost up in the cold, my cup is froze

Cause it's December

I still stick to the code

Love for the bros cause they my members

But I know these niggas hoes

They don't love they folks

They ain't riding with you

Tell lil bro to keep his pole

And watch your noes cause that's my nigga

Will you still love me in December

Will you still

Any day

Wouldn't make a difference