Summer Nights
Summer skies, yeah, yeah
Summer skies
I just wanna live my life
Long days short nights
Summer skies, yeah, yeah
Summer skies
I just wanna live my life
Long days short nights, yeah
Summer skies
I'm alive, I'm alive
Music and the streets harmonise
Oh shit, it must be summer time
Long days short nights I'ma ride
I'ma ride, I'ma ride
Sun down but it's hot, oh my
Where I'm from that means homicide
But that's a topic for another time
Broken dreams'll leave you traumatised
I don't sympathise for no simple minds
Ain't got shit to hide, but this little nine
Plenty dreams, little time
Plenty sun, little shine
Many ones, get in line
Sun set - finish line
Rum, coke and a lil' lime yeah, yeah
Miss them days when shit was simplified
Miss them days with no paranoia when I'm getting high
Miss them days when i ain't had to worry about this, that, third - getting by
Miss them days so I'm finna pull up, windows down - get inside, yeah
Miss them days so I'm finna pull up, windows down - get inside, yeah
Miss them days so I'm finna pull up, windows down - get inside, yeah, yeah
Summer nights, summer nights I'm feelin' right
All this liquor got me feeling light
They say I won't, but i feel I might
I see shorty lookin' hella fine, as I'm rollin' by
She look at me and I look at her and I see her smile and it's only I, oh my god
I'm on fire middle of the night, court side I
Let it fly on the east side, I let it fly on the eastside
And besides I've been ballin, block list - she keep callin'
We ride 'till the mornin', the streets
What I'm lost in, we ride 'till the morning, yeah
You get smoked for no reason, city's full of demons
Even though I tried to leave 'em, bitch i still feel 'em
Fucked around got out the mud, I can not fuck with no damn divas
Ya'll can't see us, I stay hot all four seasons
I'll leave you bleedin', bodies drop - his soul leave him
Yeah I'm from the projects, boy ain't nobody seen shit
I don't care, don't give a fuck that's the vibe
If you know what's good for you then boy don't come outside
Summer skies, yeah, yeah
Summer skies
I just wanna live my life
Long days short nights
Summer nights, yeah, yeah
Come outside
Meet me on the eastside
Windows down when I roll by, yeah
Don't come outside
It's gon' be a homicide
Windows down and let it fly, yeah
Summer skies
Summer skies
I just wanna live my life
Long days short nights
Summer skies, yeah, yeah
Summer skies
I just wanna live my life
Long days short nights, yeah
Summer skies
I'm alive, I'm alive
Music and the streets harmonise
Oh shit, it must be summer time
Long days short nights I'ma ride
I'ma ride, I'ma ride
Sun down but it's hot, oh my
Where I'm from that means homicide
But that's a topic for another time
Broken dreams'll leave you traumatised
I don't sympathise for no simple minds
Ain't got shit to hide, but this little nine
Plenty dreams, little time
Plenty sun, little shine
Many ones, get in line
Sun set - finish line
Rum, coke and a lil' lime yeah, yeah
Miss them days when shit was simplified
Miss them days with no paranoia when I'm getting high
Miss them days when i ain't had to worry about this, that, third - getting by
Miss them days so I'm finna pull up, windows down - get inside, yeah
Miss them days so I'm finna pull up, windows down - get inside, yeah
Miss them days so I'm finna pull up, windows down - get inside, yeah, yeah
Summer nights, summer nights I'm feelin' right
All this liquor got me feeling light
They say I won't, but i feel I might
I see shorty lookin' hella fine, as I'm rollin' by
She look at me and I look at her and I see her smile and it's only I, oh my god
I'm on fire middle of the night, court side I
Let it fly on the east side, I let it fly on the eastside
And besides I've been ballin, block list - she keep callin'
We ride 'till the mornin', the streets
What I'm lost in, we ride 'till the morning, yeah
You get smoked for no reason, city's full of demons
Even though I tried to leave 'em, bitch i still feel 'em
Fucked around got out the mud, I can not fuck with no damn divas
Ya'll can't see us, I stay hot all four seasons
I'll leave you bleedin', bodies drop - his soul leave him
Yeah I'm from the projects, boy ain't nobody seen shit
I don't care, don't give a fuck that's the vibe
If you know what's good for you then boy don't come outside
Summer skies, yeah, yeah
Summer skies
I just wanna live my life
Long days short nights
Summer nights, yeah, yeah
Come outside
Meet me on the eastside
Windows down when I roll by, yeah
Don't come outside
It's gon' be a homicide
Windows down and let it fly, yeah
Summer skies
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Writer(s): Kristaps Kalnins
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