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Summer Vibes (feat. Kemuel Stewart)
by Castro PG14
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Now this the type of shit you play up in your room
With no one around telling you just what the fuck to do
Just the music
That groove so much you treat it like a muse
This that new fall asleep at two no more time for school Cinnamon Toast Crunch start the day around noon
Watch some cartoons
Fuck the world's problems I ain't looking at the news
Try to tell me how I should live and where to move
I'm just coolin' with the bros in the cocoon
That's why I'm in the booth like fuck it tho
They say it's only one life
And If you say I gotta live by the law
Well imma tell you bye
And we ain't gotta worry about tomorrow cause tomorrow ain't here
And ain't no point in crying over yesterday's tears
Let me tell you how I elevate
I simply resonate on competition knowing when I'm fishing they gon take the bait
Popo knocking on my door they put me on a trial and say that on a day to day I spend my time murdering 808s
Can't deny
Popular demand
So I must comply
All arise
I hear by call Castro the greatest alive
Hold up, wait, bold claim
And I'm still on minimal
Immortal, I might pull a thriller at my funeral
Just to show you legends never die
The messiah who took his vision and multiplied by five
Thousand overflow my fountain with so much I can't stop counting
But I cannot be distracted by some record shaped medallions
All on me, like I said, I don't preach, but I reach
Call me Cassius I'm putting to kill your king, off his seat They can't catch us we rolling on top the beat
Gotta keep, one ear open for when God say my mission is complete
Real talk my tape should be a single
A 20 min jingle, that's stuck on your mental
And I get off the mental when I can't sharp the pencil
My credentials be original, you copy like a stencil
And I got the controller to this rap game
Never used a PC cause I don't believe in backspace
And I guess I'm inevitably a G
Cause my flow is on 7, polished up and complete
That's why I'm in the booth like fuck it tho
They say it's only one life
And If you say I gotta live by the law
Well imma tell you bye
And we ain't gotta worry about tomorrow cause tomorrow ain't here
And ain't no point in crying over yesterday's tears
Aye this the real sauce chili on my plate
Now this the type of shit you play up in your room
With no one around telling you just what the fuck to do
Just the music
That groove so much you treat it like a muse
This that new fall asleep at two no more time for school Cinnamon Toast Crunch start the day around noon
Watch some cartoons
Fuck the world's problems I ain't looking at the news
Try to tell me how I should live and where to move
I'm just coolin' with the bros in the cocoon
That's why I'm in the booth like fuck it tho
They say it's only one life
And If you say I gotta live by the law
Well imma tell you bye
And we ain't gotta worry about tomorrow cause tomorrow ain't here
And ain't no point in crying over yesterday's tears
Let me tell you how I elevate
I simply resonate on competition knowing when I'm fishing they gon take the bait
Popo knocking on my door they put me on a trial and say that on a day to day I spend my time murdering 808s
Can't deny
Popular demand
So I must comply
All arise
I hear by call Castro the greatest alive
Hold up, wait, bold claim
And I'm still on minimal
Immortal, I might pull a thriller at my funeral
Just to show you legends never die
The messiah who took his vision and multiplied by five
Thousand overflow my fountain with so much I can't stop counting
But I cannot be distracted by some record shaped medallions
All on me, like I said, I don't preach, but I reach
Call me Cassius I'm putting to kill your king, off his seat They can't catch us we rolling on top the beat
Gotta keep, one ear open for when God say my mission is complete
Real talk my tape should be a single
A 20 min jingle, that's stuck on your mental
And I get off the mental when I can't sharp the pencil
My credentials be original, you copy like a stencil
And I got the controller to this rap game
Never used a PC cause I don't believe in backspace
And I guess I'm inevitably a G
Cause my flow is on 7, polished up and complete
That's why I'm in the booth like fuck it tho
They say it's only one life
And If you say I gotta live by the law
Well imma tell you bye
And we ain't gotta worry about tomorrow cause tomorrow ain't here
And ain't no point in crying over yesterday's tears
Aye this the real sauce chili on my plate
