Mixed and Mastered by WundaB
Written by Robert Mafeni and Jeffrey Ekong

(Lyrics)
Fix my eyes on the ceiling 
What’s wrong with my feelings? Anxiety creeping.
I’m gone off the deep end. My words have no meaning
Might die with my secrets. They spy when I’m speaking 
You guys don’t believe me (x2)

Verse:
I remember when my money was the only thing lower than my self esteem
When a nigga did anything just to help me live all my selfish dreams
Lord help me please. I aint tryna be where the devil be
Im thirsty for the money and the fame. Its a muthafucking shame
But I think I wanna be a new celebrity   
Mehn these niggas is not my brothers
So I’m waiting till they show their true colors
See its all black and white. The truth is they lie
I keep it low-key but Im usually high
I don't socialize. I don’t know these guys
Imma burn the blunt till they roaches tonight 
And I ain't even playing dawg Im coaching tonight 
As I see this fly thang approaching me right right 

Hook:
I want you to come through
So I could tell you things like I love you 
But then you realize by the time we’re through
That I was telling lies but thats nothing new (with the winter)

Chorus:
I’ll be gone for the winter
Gone for the winter (x2)
Smoking strong with my niggas
That strong finna kill us.
Im gone for the winter 
I got songs to deliver (x2)
Im gone for the winter 
I got songs to deliver
I’ll be gone for the winter (gone for the winter)

Verse:
ohhh wow 
I think you need to cool down
You really need to cool down
You’re acting like a fool now 

Its that new feni nigga who this?
Imma turn your dream girl to my new chick 
You know me nigga keep it cool as shit 
So please don’t hit my line with the foolishness
Niggas wanna ask me bout my movements bitch
But I be steady focused on this music shit
Faridah, Khadija, Anita, Hadiza, 
I know that I want ya
I think that I need ya
Niggas wanna ask me bout my movements bitch
But I be steady focused on this music shit

Hook 

Chorus

Amazing production

Fix my eyes on the ceiling 
What’s wrong with my feelings? Anxiety creeping.
I’m gone off the deep end. My words have no meaning
I'll die with my secrets. They spy when I’m speaking 
You guys don’t believe me (x2)

For The Winter

WundaB