Winterfalls Songtext
von Terrell Morris

Dropped off the map
Got lost by myself
Ghosted my camp
Sat on my shelf

Watching time stand still
I collected dust
Cooped in my ends just thinking thoughts
"If I make a move, how much gain is lost?"
Less of a wallflower, more of a weed
Less of a man then I know I could be
′Cause mama didn't raise no fuck nigga
My mama raised a real one
I try to be honest from the jump
You know, really trust the fall
Fuck I hate the winter, damn I love the fall
I try to be honest from the jump
You know, really trust the fall
Fuck I hate the winter, damn I love the fall


Fuck I hate the winter, damn I love the fall
We don′t hate the winners, we just love the fallen
Everybody love the lost ones
Everybody love a come up
When they see a brother wanna start something
Cause everybody want a one up
Out on the road wit' a blunt
Hit a home run wit a bunt
Stumbling into the big league
Now I'm on field "what the fuck?"
Fresh out a slump, too many women to love
All playa, playa, playa, brush ya shoulders off
Boy I′m the big shit
And I ain′t hit practice in ages
I might look back at the pages like
"Who let me into the function?"
Maybe they should've put up a fight
Maybe I′d be happy, less hair nappy
More fine locs, boy times talks
Only time tells, if the vibes fell
If the lines dropped, if the line stops
Could I leave with one?
Could I be with one?

Dropped off the map (dropped off the map)
Got lost by myself (got lost by myself)
Ghosted my camp (ghosted my camp)
Sat on my shelf (sat on my shelf)
Dropped off the map (dropped off the map)
Got lost by myself (got lost by myself)
Ghosted my camp (ghosted my camp)
Sat on my shelf (sat on my shelf)