Pumpkin Pie

Middle of July eating pumpkin pie
Smoked dabs n' ham Thanksgiving time
But it's living time because it's summer time Chi
And I'm summer time high in the summer time shine, son
Sun shine sun shine glow
The flowers they grow
My powers they know
Rewind rewind forward
Seen three times before
Each time we learn more

So I'm chilling in the summertime Chi
And I'm higher than the tower in the sky
Sears tower sears tower you can never be Willis
Cause we'll never be willing
To want to cope with that difference
It's how I came to my inference
Because my city is stubborn
People sting more than rug burn
I try to stay undercover (Pumpkin pie)
But half of y'all in the suburbs
And still live with ya mothers
A'int from the Chi you're from Oakbrook (You're not from the Chi)

Middle of July eating pumpkin pie
Smoked dabs n ham thanksgiving time
But it's living time because it's summer time Chi
And I'm summer time high in the summer time shine, son
Sun shine sun shine glow
The flowers they grow
My powers they know
Rewind rewind forward
Seen three times before
Each time we learn more

Each time we learn more
Earn what you work for
Hustlin at Whole Foods
Writing music on my i notes
Bagging up the buddha
I could do this with my eyes closed
Went to Lollapalooza
Everybody's looking tribal
Tribal, looking tribal
Face paint and rhinestones
Boujie meets tribal
Tribal, yeah tribal
Half clothed, hair down
Pictures on their iPhones
Yo hold up wait
Yo hold up wait
Where you going will you stay
Just save it for another day
Because forever I will chase
You cause I want you honey even when you walk away
These are the moments I will save
Them in my heart and in my soul and in brain

Middle of July eating pumpkin pie
Smoked dabs n' ham thanksgiving time
But it's living time because it's summer time Chi
And I'm summer time high in the summer time shine, son
Sun shine sun shine glow
The flowers they grow
My powers they know (They know)
Rewind rewind forward
Seen three times before
Each time we learn more (Learn more)

So I'm chillin out
With my Chicago crowd
Love my Chicago town cause wild shit be going down
Thanksgiving in July, we making pumpkin pie and
If you mix it with that infused coco oil right
That pie will get you high, ill see it in your eyes
They're coated redder than lipstick and shrink on down a size
It makes me feel alive, physically and in my mind
The magic pie is the cure for my loss of appetite, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Jeanne Roberts, Vincent Corea
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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