Endless Summer

Leader of the new school like Slick Rick the Ruler Should've went to Harvard like Yara, could school ya So mundane when I'm off the medulla The fuck top five, my nigga, who's cooler? Cryin' on the plane, young boy going through it Dollars lose trace, got a thing in St Louis I'm just tryna make a name in the music I'm driving down the street and all the pretty girls lose it (Jaden) Once upon a time I was the coolest Valentine's Day just came, got her tulips Now I'm on the PCH cruisin' If you ain't with the tie dye, well, you better move it They wonder how I do it, how I do it You can see me talking to the ocean, man, I'm fluent And it's fluid, ha, yeah, that's true shit And I got more waves than a cruise ship I wish I could give you this feeling (I got Calabasas going stupid) This feeling, this feeling I wish I could give you this feeling This feeling, this feeling Look, no gravity, wavy baby, the ICON So happily spittin' verses long as a python You can't understand the heights that my kite's on Cleaning out your lyrics with Lysol This is like Fight Club for the written word Spit a poem in reverse You probably couldn't spit a verse Yeah, you did it, but I did it first If I'm looking for a copycat, I never gotta search It's right here, man, I can make the pain disappear from your nightmares Still inside the dreams when I cry tears Light years away from the earth, said I'm flying the highest sphere Criteria's too serious I told you niggas, the flow is grown delirious Flow pyramid, the space is water erosion With no ocean, I swear your mind is a slow pokin' I'm not jokin' And if the hook wasn't comin' I'd be still going I wish I could give you this feeling This feeling, this feeling I wish I could give you this feeling This feeling, this feeling Ooh, the Hills can't hold me I sip slow, your window hit with rocks I'm throwing I swear I'll ring your doorbell, girl, your mama knows me But I'll probably just go walk home all alone and feel the pain I get the pen and paper going 'cause it feeds my needs A young sophisticated one, only queens can see, it bleeds with ease Into a nice evening, Shangri-La, nirvana, heaven rest between her knees I need to see, need my wings, I needs to eat I need completed pictures, memories Is fading, aww babe, you know I'm crazy In the time of summer haze I know a lot of figures checking 'Cause they need the king Know a lot of niggas testing But believe in me More weight than yor every flow When you sneeze, you geeze So please believe you rolling with some G's, Louise Like to let it all burn like ebonies And give a speech on my Martin Luther Lose a tooth inside the booth And you know we only spittin' the truth And the gold vision, you living proof Ayy, what up?