Summon

Stepping to the mother fucking plate for a home run
If you think it's sweet, nigga go buy you a honey bun
Never do I really ever feel complete, so I gotta lay it all out, wet concrete

Tell me what he got I don't? One year ahead, nigga please stop you ain't grown
I'm doing everything you couldn't do on my own
But the clock still tick tocks so I move on
The

That was life, life was that after dad died
2 grands and 1 gone but I didn't cry
The outside looks just like the inside
Even after all of this, never ever don't ask God why

And I switch up my perspective like I'm switching gears
Let the 808 bass pour in your ears
I don't even gotta try, Holy shit who is this guy?
Hahaha I made you look, monkey see monkey do

Shit, this only a tease, you just got blessed and you didn't even sneeze gah damn
I'm the mother fuckin shit, super real trill nigga Jamye hilfigure
Big ass party going on at a rich kid's house
Everybody coming through, and they gonna smoke out
Shit is lit, kind of like concerts, mosh pits
Winnin' every single day cause i never ever ever ever quit



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Writer(s): Julian Crump
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