All Summer

We smoking good all summer 'til they kick us out the villa
Berry Backwood full of killa for the ones no longer with us
Damn my shawty she a killer, and she know that we the realest
All that fake shit can't get near it
All that bullshit we don't hear it
Smoking good all summer 'til they kick us out the villa
Berry Backwood full of killa for the ones no longer with us
Damn my shawty she a killer, and she know that we the realest
All that fake shit can't get near it
All that bullshit we don't hear it

Been a little minute, I guess shit done changed up
These bitches wouldn't even follow back
Now the same bitches blowing my page up
These days I ain't worried 'bout that
Young nigga collecting my pay stubs
I'm with Mugz and we working back-to-back nights
Tryna see where this shit takes us
'Cause we do not want to be famous
Tryna make music for payment
We tryna do this shit daily
Tryna see different places
I swear I know that I'm blessed, and I'll be damned if I waste it
All of you dummies are wastemen
That's just me kicking that Drake shit
Man see me out, never say shit
Fuck with the fam, well ok
I'm putting man in the pavement, fuck is you saying?
I do this shit for my brothers, AK and others
Fucking with one, well then you can get done up
Me and my niggas, we came from the mud up
Working all night and then sleep when the Sun up
Shawty come through and she leave when she wanna
I'm happiest smoking weed when I wanna
Neighbors is mad 'cause we reek of the ganja (Uh)

We smoking good all summer 'til they kick us out the villa
Berry Backwood full of killa for the ones no longer with us
Damn my shawty she a killer, and she know that we the realest
All that fake shit can't get near it
All that bullshit we don't hear it
Smoking good all summer 'til they kick us out the villa
Berry Backwood full of killa for the ones no longer with us
Damn my shawty she a killer, and she know that we the realest
All that fake shit can't get near it
All that bullshit we don't hear it

Yo, fuck all that bullshit niggas be talkin 'bout moe
Bro, you know this shit all about family
You know why I love my niggas and all of my folks?
'Cause they gon' know just where my hammer be
Load up the magazine
Bitch it's One Deuce, don't you know we got Glocks by the canopy
I gotta make some more sales, I gotta cut like an amputee
We can't be taking no L's, unless you talking 'bout pack
Shawty get wet with no effort and tell me I'm special
Nah I'm better than that, you gon' get wetter than that
Bitch I'm a demon, and don't you forget it
Just hit my line if you with it
I'm on the block with my folks smoking Tokyo spinach

We smoking good all summer 'til they kick us out the villa
Berry Backwood full of killa for the ones no longer with us
Damn my shawty she a killer, and she know that we the realest
All that fake shit can't get near it
All that bullshit we don't hear it
Smoking good all summer 'til they kick us out the villa
Berry Backwood full of killa for the ones no longer with us
Damn my shawty she a killer, and she know that we the realest
All that fake shit can't get near it
All that bullshit we don't hear it



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Writer(s): Kamen Barnes
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