Winter (feat. Burna Boy) (Explicit)

Goody Grace：

Ain't nobody ever left my town

That'll be the day I let 'em put me in the ground

Baby I'll be gone with the winds of the Winter

Goody Grace：

All black shades on 'cause I'm on some Bob Dylan s**t

Heart broke at eighteen still feelin' it

They tell me don't you forget where you came from

But how could I forget

Yeah yeah yeah

Oh you think you boys are famous

You just on some fake s**t

Always doin' the same s**t

All you girls are basic

I'm out in LA s**t

But they don't know all that s**t

Catch me with the same clique

All it took was patience yeah

F**k a cigarette roll up a Backwood

A Backwood

And f**k the internet I'm from the backwoods

Backwoods

Yeah f**k a cigarette roll up a blunt please

And f**k the internet I'm from the country

Goody Grace：

Ain't nobody ever left my town

That'll be the day I let 'em put me in the ground

Baby I'll be gone with the winds of the Winter yeah

Ridin' through the city on my own

Probably never gonna find a place to call home

But still I'll be gone with the winds of the Winter

Burna Boy：

Yeah

Everyone's in danger

Ridin' with the pain

It's crazy what we came from hatred and anger

N***as on the bad block

With a hunnid laptops

And a couple bank cards

N***a that's that scam art that part

Young boys collectin' big amounts

Wire it all to different accounts

Please don't be offended by the way I'm actin' now

I might show up unannounced

'Cause it's static with some n***as from the other side of town

I ain't scared I rock my jewelry everywhere

Everywhere

I don't give a f**k I'm from the third world

Third world

And f**k the internet I'm really outside

So don't you ever try to play about mine

Goody Grace：

Ain't nobody ever left my town

That'll be the day I let 'em put me in the ground

Baby I'll be gone with the winds of the Winter yeah

Ridin' through the city on my own

Probably never gonna find a place to call home

But still I'll be gone with the winds of the Winter