Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Williem De La Cruz
Songwriter
Lyrics
It's almost that time of the season, the time of the weather you know
Cold nights, warm drinks, hoodie on, lay low, you know
People switchin' like the leaves, color changin, and they fall
But I ain't with it, got a circle full of real
But I don't pick up for the cold, she don't get it
Cause you left me in the past, and you ran off with it all Nah, it's not me anymore
I try to tell him that I really, really, really wanna know
Cause I don't really wanna go, and how it's been
Yeah, you been actin' so damn different
It don't matter what it is when you winning It don't matter, we gon' always get it Si tu quieres, yo te compro el vuelo This so different, you the missing sauce in my kitchen
Took the spice from my life, now I'm feelin' so distant But I'll make it right, I'll be fine in a minute
In a minute
In a minute
In a minute
In a minute
In a minute
In a minute
In a minute
In a minute
In a minute
Written by: Williem De La Cruz
