Summer Nights (feat. A.K La)
I remember those nights, playing on that porch
Picking up the pieces searching through my thoughts
Thinking 'bout defeat but how we always got to eat cause at the end of the day
There ain't no fucking shame, try'na make it in the game
Playin' like you hurt but you ain't ever felt the pain?
We grew up in the mud yo we never had a thang
Taxin' broken pockets cause you know we gotta slang!
Nights, playing on that porch
Picking up the pieces searching through my thoughts
Thinking 'bout defeat but how we always got to eat cause at the end of the day
There ain't no fucking shame, try'na make it in the game
Playin' like you hurt but you ain't ever felt the pain?
We grew up in the mud yo we never had a thang
Taxin' broken pockets cause you know we gotta slang!
From a hot girl summer to a pretty biddy winter
Euro stepping is why they call me Master splinter
Drew the 45 before I blew his fuckin' mind
Used 2 call me Instagram 'cause I'm doing it for the live
Facebook, yeah I'm tryna get a like
Tinderoni, bae I'm tryna get a swipe
My ex callin, girl I'm tryna make it right
Cause FaceTime is why they call me Nick at night
Hennesey got me feeling super bright
Used to send texts but now I'm sending kites
Pray for peace? Man, I'm praying for tonight
What's catchin feelings when you're always catching flights
Must be a summer vibe cause you feel the heat
Summer nights on the porch 'stead of in the streets
Not thinking 'bout what's rights but where we wanna be
Cause we really 'bout that life, I swear you gon' see
Nights, playing on that porch
Picking up the pieces searching through my thoughts
Thinking 'bout defeat but how we always got to eat cause at the end of the day
There ain't no fucking shame, try'na make it in the game
Playin' like you hurt but you ain't ever felt the pain?
We grew up in the mud yo we never had a thang
Taxin' broken pockets cause you know we gotta slang!
No love lost, no love found this city feel deserted
Stumbled upon some homies and we workin'
It might look like cake to entertain
But to us it's not a game
Productivity for you and me it's not the same
That's why I sit up on the porch man I do my thing
Give me clarity when everything insane
Never growin' up, no there ain't no fuckin' shame
I'm a fortunate one that got a place to call home it's a sanctuary
When I'm on the porch man the spirits come alive
All peace and quiet it's a vibe
Stars in and over my head align
Yeah we young and we ridin' the high
You know we wanna sling
Regular 9-5 is not my thing
You can rob my bank but you ain't rob my brain!
I remember those nights, playing on that porch
Picking up the pieces searching through my thoughts
Thinking 'bout defeat but how we always got to eat cause at the end of the day
There ain't no fucking shame, try'na make it in the game
Playin' like you hurt but you ain't ever felt the pain?
We grew up in the mud yo we never had a thang
Taxin' broken pockets cause you know we gotta slang!
Nights, playing on that porch
Picking up the pieces searching through my thoughts
Thinking 'bout defeat but how we always got to eat cause at the end of the day
There ain't no fucking shame, try'na make it in the game
Playin' like you hurt but you ain't ever felt the pain?
We grew up in the mud yo we never had a thang
Taxin' broken pockets cause you know we gotta slang!
Picking up the pieces searching through my thoughts
Thinking 'bout defeat but how we always got to eat cause at the end of the day
There ain't no fucking shame, try'na make it in the game
Playin' like you hurt but you ain't ever felt the pain?
We grew up in the mud yo we never had a thang
Taxin' broken pockets cause you know we gotta slang!
Nights, playing on that porch
Picking up the pieces searching through my thoughts
Thinking 'bout defeat but how we always got to eat cause at the end of the day
There ain't no fucking shame, try'na make it in the game
Playin' like you hurt but you ain't ever felt the pain?
We grew up in the mud yo we never had a thang
Taxin' broken pockets cause you know we gotta slang!
From a hot girl summer to a pretty biddy winter
Euro stepping is why they call me Master splinter
Drew the 45 before I blew his fuckin' mind
Used 2 call me Instagram 'cause I'm doing it for the live
Facebook, yeah I'm tryna get a like
Tinderoni, bae I'm tryna get a swipe
My ex callin, girl I'm tryna make it right
Cause FaceTime is why they call me Nick at night
Hennesey got me feeling super bright
Used to send texts but now I'm sending kites
Pray for peace? Man, I'm praying for tonight
What's catchin feelings when you're always catching flights
Must be a summer vibe cause you feel the heat
Summer nights on the porch 'stead of in the streets
Not thinking 'bout what's rights but where we wanna be
Cause we really 'bout that life, I swear you gon' see
Nights, playing on that porch
Picking up the pieces searching through my thoughts
Thinking 'bout defeat but how we always got to eat cause at the end of the day
There ain't no fucking shame, try'na make it in the game
Playin' like you hurt but you ain't ever felt the pain?
We grew up in the mud yo we never had a thang
Taxin' broken pockets cause you know we gotta slang!
No love lost, no love found this city feel deserted
Stumbled upon some homies and we workin'
It might look like cake to entertain
But to us it's not a game
Productivity for you and me it's not the same
That's why I sit up on the porch man I do my thing
Give me clarity when everything insane
Never growin' up, no there ain't no fuckin' shame
I'm a fortunate one that got a place to call home it's a sanctuary
When I'm on the porch man the spirits come alive
All peace and quiet it's a vibe
Stars in and over my head align
Yeah we young and we ridin' the high
You know we wanna sling
Regular 9-5 is not my thing
You can rob my bank but you ain't rob my brain!
I remember those nights, playing on that porch
Picking up the pieces searching through my thoughts
Thinking 'bout defeat but how we always got to eat cause at the end of the day
There ain't no fucking shame, try'na make it in the game
Playin' like you hurt but you ain't ever felt the pain?
We grew up in the mud yo we never had a thang
Taxin' broken pockets cause you know we gotta slang!
Nights, playing on that porch
Picking up the pieces searching through my thoughts
Thinking 'bout defeat but how we always got to eat cause at the end of the day
There ain't no fucking shame, try'na make it in the game
Playin' like you hurt but you ain't ever felt the pain?
We grew up in the mud yo we never had a thang
Taxin' broken pockets cause you know we gotta slang!
Credits
Writer(s): Shawn Bosley
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