Summers Over
Residents
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Woah yeah yeah Yeah Summers over, no need to block it homie I'm six foot tall got my mumma over chilling homie We making chicken soup it's a pasta heist Gotta stack my bread up, gotta stack it damn nice Yeah Nah summers over, no need to block it homie I'm six foot tall got my mumma over chilling homie We making chicken soup it's a pasta heist Gotta stack that bread up, gotta stack it damn nice You know decisions been drifting my intuition Never been lacking gotta get stacking These dollars these bills these hunneds Gotta get one up free my loved ones Gotta feel fire feel broken don't hide emotion from me homie You know that only make a matter slowly form an enclosure Around ya, I feel the walls creeping in Anxiety, Fears, Mistrust they guiding you to sin Sobriety is knocking at the door don't let him in Society you make me feel like I will never fucking win My entirety devoted to the craft I am a kid Of the game and I don't expect that any fucking thing Come easy without the hussle Pick yourself up brush that dust off And put yourself through heartache, hard work and everything Yeah Summers over, no need to block it homie I'm six foot tall got my mumma over chilling homie We making chicken soup it's a pasta heist Gotta stack my bread up, gotta stack it damn nice Yeah Nah summers over, no need to block it homie I'm six foot tall got my mumma over chilling homie We making chicken soup it's a pasta heist Gotta stack that bread up, gotta stack it damn nice Yeah she f*ck without a message But don't forget to mention The pictures that she sending man She swiftly gets to tending yeah She does what shes expected But baby stop pretending I know you want this blessing But you can't handle this presence Oh I wanna buy a mansion F*ck her in the mansion We smashing in the mansion We banging in the mansions damn I f*ck her through dimensions I leave her second guessing I gap i'm gone its magic She can't keep up with savage nah You ain't on my bandwidth I got myself a brand bitch Three rings like a bandit Yeah we stack these bands bitch I'm sippin' I'm drippin' I'm pouring Staying poured up is important Drinking and sinking liquor and Fucking me up while recording All on my hip is imported I need to tip off the border Yeah winning the tip on the court and Get me one back now I'm balling Rolling the leaves like they falling One more now it's Autumn Ya'll know that the summers over Yeah Summers over, no need to block it homie I'm six foot tall got my mumma over chilling homie We making chicken soup it's a pasta heist Gotta stack my bread up, gotta stack it damn nice Yeah Nah summers over, no need to block it homie I'm six foot tall got my mumma over chilling homie We making chicken soup it's a pasta heist Gotta stack that bread up, gotta stack it damn nice
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Written by: JAKE BROWN, JOHN EUGENE WESLEY
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