Anderson .Paak - The Season / Carry Me lyrics
rate me(prod. 9th Wonder & Callum Conner)
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The Season
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(Hook)
My faith is buried somewhere underneath the town (Until it’s paid for)
Strawberry season, my sweetheart is coming ‘round (After it rains and pour)
How did ya find me here? It must be perfect timing (Foreva grateful)
If I didn’t luv ya then I damn sure luv ya now (Fruit of yo labor)
(Verse)
Say ain’t shit change but the bank statements
Spent the summer in the rave with the beach babies
Threw yo chula in the buggie
With the top down up the PCH
I’m heading north, I hope it doesn't rain
Went from playing community ball to balling with the majors
(Oh, what ya major?) Yeah nigga I ran bases, pitch flame
I call plays, remove labels & fuck fame, that killed all my favourite entertainers
(Nothing short of amazing, ooh yeah) But I’m short on my patience
See, I don’t play that shit, I don’t eva forget
And don’t forget that dot, nigga ya paid for it
I spent years being called out my name
Living under my greatness, but what don’t kill me is motivation
(Hook)
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Carry Me
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(Hook)
Six years old I tried my first pair of Jordans on
(Mama can ya carry me?)
It was late in the fall I caught a glimpse of my first luv, my god
(Mama can ya carry me?)
Knees hit the floor, screams to the Lord
Why they had to take my mom?
(Mama can ya carry me?) To the early morn
(Mama can ya carry me?) To the early morning
(Mama can ya carry me?)
(Verse)
Hey, hey, hey, gather ‘round hustlers
That is if you’re still living
And get on down before the judge give the sentence
A few more rounds before the feds come and get ya
Is ya goin' to smile when yo date gets issued
Ya know them feds taking pictures
Yo mom’s in prison, yo father need a new kidney
Ya family’s splitting, rivalry between siblings
If cash ain’t king it damn sure is the incentive
And good riddance
(Interlude)
Q: Is the element of danger an important factor for the members of yo peer group?
A: Yes, ya might say that. Why don’t ya give it a try and find out for yoself?
(Verse 2)
‘Bout the year Drizzy and Cole dropped
Before K.Dot had it locked
I was sleeping on the floor, newborn baby boy
Tryna get my money pot so wifey wouldn’t get deported
Cursing the heavens, falling out of orbit
Tryna roll this seven, tryna up my portion
What about yo goals? What about yo leverage?
So they don’t force ya into some hole
What’s the meaning of my fortune meeting?
When I crack the cookie all it said was 'keep dreaming'
When I look at my tree, I see leaves missing
Generations of harsh living and addiction
I came to visit during the seven year stint
But they wouldn’t let me in because my license suspended
Now I’m scraping the pennies just to kiss ya on yo cheek
It’s gonna be a couple weeks before I get it
I know ya miss me
(Hook)
(Bridge)
(Mama can ya carry me?) x4
Yeah, oh, oh, oh
And one of these is my rise
One of these is my downfall
And I’m the one to make it right
I wanna make it right
And one of these is my rise
One of these is my downfall
And I’m the one to make it right
I wanna make it right (x3)
(Mama can ya carry me?)
To the early morning
(Mama can ya carry me?)
To the early morning
(Mama can ya carry me?)
Oh lord
(Mama can ya carry me?) x5
(Outro)
Psychologist: I see here they call ya a masochist
Leroy the Masochist: I like pain
Psychologist: Can ya be specific? What kinda pain do ya like?
Leroy the Masochist: Any kind of pain
