(Deep male voice boldly whispers) “NOO… thugs don’t love—“
(Hook — smoky, melodic drill)
Love switch up like the seasons,
Cold nights, warm hearts, different reasons.
Every woman got a story, I can feel it when I’m breathin’,
Perfect imperfections — that’s the beauty I believe in.
(Verse 1 — deep drill cadence)
Winter breeze on my neck, but her smile bring heat,
Shorty walk with a rhythm, got the city on beat.
Curves like summer waves, confidence like spring,
Every flaw she think she got — that’s the realest thing.
Autumn colors in her aura, she don’t try, she just glow,
I admire every shape, every pace, every flow.
From the queens on the block to the girls overseas,
They all carry somethin’ magic that put my mind at ease.
(Hook — melodic)
Love switch up like the seasons,
Cold nights, warm hearts, different reasons.
Every woman got a story, I can feel it when I’m breathin’,
Perfect imperfections — that’s the beauty I believe in.
(Verse 2 — harder drill, deeper and rougher)
I fantasize ’bout the way they move, not lust — it’s art,
Every line, every angle, paint a map of the heart.
She got freckles like constellations, hips like poetry,
Another got scars from battles — still she walk like royalty.
I’m drawn to the real, not the filters or the lies,
I see beauty in the truth, in the fire in their eyes.
Love change like the weather, but the feeling stay strong,
Every season bring a woman with a story in her song.
(Bridge — smoky, low‑tone)
Spring bloom, summer fire, autumn calm, winter choir,
Every woman light a spark, every soul take me higher.
(Outro — melodic drill)
Seasons change, but the love stay,
“Patience lil gangster this a long game”