Summer's Song

Volar, aye, let me hold yo hand
I seen you round the way
Oh, wait, damn you got a man
See that wasn't in my plan
But fuck it, look, just understand
I would take you to heights that that nigga can't reach
I could get you at 2 if you free
Sundays with you, Sundays with you and the beach
I doubt that he treat you like me
I doubt that he make you feel like you the Queen
And if you just 1, 2, 3
A-B-C me, i could teach you just how to fly free
Like open your wings baby girl
And under your wings watch it just be the sea
Then you can be wavy like me
Then, the peace in your heart would've finally been free
See but look, there's only one thing
I won't get to know you if I ain't talking 'bout a ring
'Cause baby time is money and I'm all about my green, and plus vibes, and peace signs, and all of that shit
If you not bringing in the vibes then I'm calling a quits, like hey
You ain't on the waves that I been on
Like fuck this Jesus piece, man I been on
Throw it in the street, next to these rappers that I shit on
Like hey, hello, how are you doing
My name is Ace, I skate and make music
And get so high I stay above the influence
I guess I'm on now so humility is useless
Never getting played unless the radio is tuned in
Giving pipe to every single groupie that I flew in
So if you ain't from the 8 and you tuned in,m
Turn your speakers up let me show you how we do it, do it

Turn your speakers up let me do it, do it
From the 8 and you, from the, from the 8
From the, from the 8 and you tuned in, tuned in
Turn your speakers up let me do-do-do-do
From the 8 and you, from the, from the 8
Turn your speakers up let me do-do-do it

City to city they love me
My name ringing bells while we all out in public
20's or 50's I keep it 100
You do it for you and these niggas don't notice, fuck it
We can spend time in the 8, fuck a budget
We can paint the city like it's ours, girl it's nothing
We can do it all and regret it in the morning
We just living like it's ours, yeah it's the summer huh