Anne Boleyn (in the winter) Lyrics

Steppin with the guys cause that's all I really know

I must be cold cause they're sneezing

Like a white breh on snow

I ain't got time for no pleasing

I just wanna be alone

I got worries bout my mental and these niggas want my throne

Sadness setting in

Anne Boleyn

My head is gone

Bout to do this music but

Im thinking that this shit is long

Had a chat with bro he's like yo

What you niggas on

I'm tryna hit the club

I say no cos I'm feelin numb

People love to sit and chat

We've already been through that

Niggas lame man I know

Man you niggas wack

People wanna carry straps

I just want my family back

Bruddas doin music

And they really

Ain't got time to lack

I'm tryna paint a picture with my words

I'm a let it Gough

I'm tryna be Da Vinci

While these niggas Be di Caprio

They're screaming Freida guys

Whilst I'm stressin cos my car is low

You're tryna be like Escobar you're mixing up your Pablos

Mummy look he's rapping on my screen like all the blacks

Trousers Lookin sagged

And the silver on his caps

They say that I am doomed

Or I am broken

And thats that

Niggas getting groomed to do a poking

That's a shaved attack

She passed away this year

And I can't lie man it hit me

Then I hit a hundred 'Kay on Koopa double fifty

The next day my grandad died

Only in his sixties

How can hit a win but take the biggest L's in history

I didn't shed a tear, got me feelin like I'm broken

I'm feelin all the pain inside but showing no emotion

I know it's gettin deep now I'm tellin you don't watch that

This interlude is all the reasons why I never stop rap