text: Say some more, never want to talk about it
  Feel a way, woah
  Feel a way, woah
  Feel a way, November...
  Take me back to November
  Take me back to November
  Hawaiian shirts in the winter, cold water, cold water
  Yeah, take me back to November, wassup
  Can we go back to November?
  Take me back to November
  Hawaiian shirts in the winter, deep thoughts, deep thoughts
  Naw, take me back to November, wassup
  Ayo, What if Clancy fuckin me over?
  What if Who Dat Boy is rhetorical and this shit is over?
  What if Im hustling backwards?
  What if my accountant aint payin my taxes, fillin his pockets?
  And IRS show up asking me questions I couldnt answer
  Cause I was too busy tryna make classics
  Boy aint got no motherfucking classics
  What if my music too weird for the masses?
  And Im only known for tweets more than beats or
  All my day-ones turn to three, fours cause of track seven
  Fuck, what if I get stuck?
  What if I got comfortable? I gotta keep it buck-fifty
  What if I lost it all and ended up back in Ladera
  At them shitty apartments thats across from Bank of America?
  Damn, I would be hurtin
  Writing all of these songs cause Wy-Fi wasnt working 
  Last year, in total, I put out two verses
  But five-seven figures since then, lifes kinda perfect
  Oh, is it really? Oh, is it really? Bitch, you know the dealy
  Really hilly willy tilly silly, hold that billy, how I Milly Rock
  When they cant relate him, when they start to hate him
  They dont drive these cars, so whats their ultimatum?
  Tell me, whats your November? Is it a person?
  Mine was the summer, 06, I remember the... 
  What if I thought the brake was the gas? What if I crashed?
  What if these deep thoughts was my last? Let me pull over, quick
  And drive back to November
  Take me back to November
  Hawaiian shirts in the winter, cold water, cold water
  Yeah, take me back to November, whats up?
  Can we go back to November?
  Take me back to November
  Hawaiian shirts in the winter, deep thoughts, deep thoughts
  Naw, take me back to November, wassup
  My November was those Odd Future Sundays, where we used to just skate all day
  My November, and I was performing and Lil Wayne rapped with me, I think I cried that night
  My November was awesome, I booked my first feature film
  My November was when I was gifted this Getz and Gilberto album
  My November was seeing Erykah Badu perform
  My November was... my brother took me to my first concert ever, which was to Kanye Wests Glow in the Dark...
  My November was summer 2015 when I fell in love with someone who fucked my whole world up, showed me life through a different
  2014, Miami 43rd Street, every day was November
  Take me back, take me back
  Take me back, take me back
  Take me back, take me back, take me back
  Take me back, take me back
  Take me back, take me back
  Take me back, take me back
  Take me back, take me back, take me back
  Take me back, take me back
  I aint doin fine, lost my mothafuckin mind
  Time travel back and help me find
  Take me back, take me back to November, this I know
  Take me back, take me back
  Take me back, take me back to November, this I kn—
  My November is right now
  I wrote a song about you, I want your opinion
  Opposite of my heart rate, it slows down at the ending
  Cause the love I got for you has exceeded appearance
  The lyrics are—
  Matter of fact, Ima just call you, so you can hear it
  If you do answer, Ill play it to state facts
  Although I already know the response you gon say back
  At that point Ill hang up, disappear and just stay back
  And if you dont Ill leave a voicemail with the playback
  Hello, no one is available to take your call
  Please leave a message after the tone