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understand them
Days go by living life, back then we knew the block parties, summer jams, yea that’s shit's still cool
I turn 'em up yea, cause that’s what

Girl please don’t waste my time
I can tell that you ready for summer
New two piece shawty but I’m tryna get under
Bend it over turn around and go

they ain't giving a fuck, so go on, we don't care

And it's a crossed heart promise
My flow will keep getting colder 'til there's shards of it
If life's

A fuck, so go on, we don't care

And it's a crossed heart promise
My flow will keep getting colder
'til there's shards of it
If life's a bitch and all that

sess at
Let money come and I get that
That's on your summer, I guessed that
Know I had to do it for you
Nobody's gon' do it for you
If you ain't working,

in the
Manor? Good luck with that
You'll probably get killed by the same
Youts that looked up to man
Diced in the alley when police left
These kids'll

Da-da-da-da
Stars light up the city by God
From this spot, it's really on fire
Dippin Dots in the summer, yeah, babe, you a stunner
Nobody could tell ya, you do

my summer break a lot better.
I could’ve drawn the masterplan a lot better,
I could’ve seen ‘em come at me a lot better.

I could’ve known where I was

a jewel
Why take from Peter to go pay Paul
Some rise by sin and by virtue fall
What have you made if you gain the whole world
But sell your own soul for

An old western town lay asleep in the sun of a long summer day
That was then almost done
The shadows were long and the hosses stood round
Sorta

or a Benz for my mom
Soon popping benzos turned her grin to a monsoon
A long June the summer after
We made the turn on the long route for the plunder

make me

I'm out of my comfort
I
Moved here in the summer time
Studio on my mind
Can't see the bullshit blind
All of you drama queens
Live it by any

folding covers 
Fold the clothes for 'em Lord 
Are you hearing they praises why you go ghost on 'em Lord, Lord Knows 
Only so many words can heal a broken

don’t listen to nothing
Im that boogie man you see when you under the cover
And I don’t wanna holler at your girl go and cuffer
I was raised by Qeen Ida

all y'all to witness
I gotta kill em, anybody tryna steal our dinner
Built this table just for us cuz they can't sit with my niggas
Made glass of sand

my ways better get back son
I been Grand like Canyon every rise got fall
I always love the summers but
Every time turns fall
Why them winters so weary

Yea
Can't recall when it started but
We became thugs
Holding weapons like a grudge
Disassociate from love
Never be another safe summer 
Don't know if

by the fire, yeah, ooh, ooh

Go on and tell me it ain't love as I wipe the tears
As I wipe the tears right off the wall

Leave 'em shell-shocked (Shell-shocked)
Just know if I hear it's up
It's forever stuck (Phew)
Been passed the boss fight
You still trying to level up
Stan

(Brrt)
Put a switch on the Glock, it
Don't go, "Bow", it go, "Brrat"
Crossed a nigga off the dribble
Then I pulled that bitch from half
Double crossed

still long to go 
 Before I learn to let you go 
  
 I can still see you in tears, magnified by the hesitation 
 The train was commin, I left, and you let

a phase
Stuck in time, sun don’t shine, such a bitter summer daze 
  
 I belong to You, though my love’s for someone new 
 Will I be left alone, I’ll always

a lawyer 'cause I got 'em by the case (Ooh, yeah)
GT with a spoiler, Summer '19, I came to race
This a must like Elon, Rollie don't tock, big face
This

around and squeal (might rat)
I'm coming by myself
Right in where you live (ya crib)
Im runnin right down why you with your kids
(fuck it) you gotta go