Lyrics:
temperature tun up
Step by step, man ah man don't run up
Cool and calm, it's the weed that I bun up
Checked every angle
Still feels hot like summer
Dodgy, I
to chop it up, now Im
Fresh up on tha block
Movin rock
Got my Glock cocked
Haters wanna stop but they can't
Gotta keep a drank and I'm drivin
Boy comin
to chop it up, now Im
Fresh up on tha block
Movin rock
Got my Glock cocked
Haters wanna stop but they can't
Gotta keep a drank and I'm drivin
Boy comin
steady summer breeze
Run into your town, run into her town
Feelin' my sound spreadin' around
We spreadin' around like the plague
I got you movin' hips,
back to benny row
Bitches in my kitchen with the semi's on the floor
All I know I want him dead by tonight
With his head in his lap and his body
y'all niggas keep foulin
I ain't dej loaf, so nigga don't try me
You think you're gangsta, you ain't movin' in silence
I know that she hate me, I ain't
If the sunsets
I'm still standing by your side
As long as your by mine
We gonna be alright
And if the sunsets
I'm still standing by your side
As long
I walk by faith
Ion walk by sight
Day and night
Black and white
I pick up the peace and lay down the fight
Who I be
This be me
You are not granted
captured a moment
Human chapters keep going
Keep it movin' keep it flowin' melt the ice now...
It starts to warm up life making more sense
Like right after
some commas
Keep my body tight for the summer
Life ain't ever been what you wanted
I just count the blessings keep going
Eating good I can tell they
were here
Now all of these people ask me
"Is it lonely at the top?"
Or do I find comfort
In all the things I got
Well these cars keep me movin
on the corners
Life will keep existing while I'm shitin' on the corners
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he
will keep existing while I'm shitin' on the corners
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
I'm a travellin' man
Movin' through places, space and time
Gotta lotta things I got to do
But god willin' I'm comin' back to you baby boo
I'm
I'm gonna walk this cobble road 'till the day I finally get you
And my shirt will soak the rains that gonna try to slow me
The strike by
I walk 'round on it determined to reach supersonic
Astronomically, positively easing into being hypnotic
I'm the DJ searching for his other bionic
the inside of me
See, I swore I would never forget the summers that made me
But I so adore the decor of you sat waiting in the corner by the pub door while
This summer, yeah, I know we had it all
It's summertime, we just chillin' with the guys
Smokin' loud, it's gon' be right
Tell me, girl, you by my side
Rolling dis dope summer days
I cannot see thru the summer haze
I might go back to my dumber ways
Blind when I walk thru summer haze
Purple my
Me and my juvies, divvy it up with the juvies
The money a discus, just by the way that I threw it
VVS movin'
Sir, you better cool it (yeah)
Engine
up for discussion, I'm
Obviously better, embracing percussion
That's part of the schedule
Movin' the brother while I'm
Barely scratching the surface
My
your couch
And it's knowin' I'm not shacked by forgotten words and bons
And the ink stains that have dried upon some line
That keeps you in the back
Pocket watching that’s a death wish
I put a price on yo head
I be sleeping with a tec bitch
Keep that shit right by my bed
Know you be capping, you
thighs and her breasts made to get ya
She bad enough to make you write her number on the back of your girlfriend's picture
She got a walk like she
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