All Season Songtext
von Shirt

Hatches are for burying
Make sure the birthday cake Bavarian
I′m from the hood I knew like two Miriam's
I like long walks at the beach and I′m not no vegetarian
Wolves when you see me that's New York
I'm the guy that′s the talk
I know this city that′s what I offer
I perfected the hustle I can't never be caught
Can′t never be bought, can't never be off
All season
I sold weed, I sold art
I sold clothes, I sold rap, I sold sex
Some the shit that I sold can′t get back
All season
Chalk the losses up to the grind
This shit still is awesome all the time
Even money wise whatever it cost's almost fine
I mean, kind of
My socks Prada, I′m not lying
You might gotta kill a nigga for his socks


I get bitches like my pops, still dipping from the cops
When a kid raised on rap, watching, learning from the greats
Does whatever fuck he wants and applies good taste
I mean, I mean I got good taste
Slim, 5'10 in kicks and got good face
All season
All season
Man I could've been Your Old Droog
Except when I rap it sound like when a sawed-off shoot
This shit for all rappers I ain′t putting it all on dude
Your shit boring, all ya rappers y′all all my food
How 'bout this, fuck your life, I paid all my dues
Ain′t a pic on IG ya can call my mood
I need the Range from the Auto Group
I'm so sick I eat nothing but soup
Ah, having fun, I put a painting on the Bowery
Kids liked it that shit was gon′ in an hour, b
I'm ′bout to Yves Klein on you niggas
You ain't with it peace sign on you niggas
I'll buy some not popping shit before an Off-White
You gotta tell your man Shirt′s going off right
All season
All season
I sold weed, I sold art
I sold clothes, I sold rap, I sold sex
Some the shit that I sold can′t get back
All season
Chalk the losses up to the grind
This shit still is awesome all the time
Even money wise whatever it costs almost
That's not true I want the paper
Caught up in the rapture, Anita Baker
I tell you something now you see it later
I sell you something now it be a favor
Cause you can sell it later, elevator
I′m a classic image-maker but I don't like the term innovator
I put every old-new concept in the incinerator
I just do what the fuck I want, sit down to dinner later
All season
All season