Summertime

Summertime, the summer vibe
Got these bitches wanna come alive
I'm finna thrive on this shit
It's that summertime, the summer vibe
Got me wanna make the summer type
The summer vibe type of shit

Why you tryna me call we ain't ballin'
Working on my lonely, it's my callin'
This shit ain't gon' take me where I want it
I ain't even runnin', I ain't walkin', I'm still crawlin'

Tryna stack the digits like I wanted
But it's funny how I look around and be asking for money,
But I get it ain't nobody gonna give it just for nothing,
Tryna earn it like I want it 'cause I wanted like a hundred

Summertime, the summer vibe
Got these bitches wanna come alive
I'm finna thrive on this shit
It's that summertime, the summer vibe
Got me wanna make the summer type
The summer vibe type of shit

Put me on the schedule, I'm finna do my job
When you lookin for that music, know I got that shit on locks
You ain't gonna stop me, mfer kick rocks
Do this shit All Summer Long, like my name is Kid Rock

Working this shit, I've been killing it
You is a phony boy, you are illiterate
I just been cutting it up for the thrill of it
I got the weight on my back so I deal with it
You cannot play with me, you cannot stay with me
My levels are risin', your level is divin'
You thought you could chill with me
Your shit is not real to me, no

Summertime, the summer vibe
Got these bitches wanna come alive
I'm finna thrive on this shit
It's that summertime, the summer vibe
Got me wanna make the summer type
The summer vibe type of shit

Summertime, the summer vibe
Got these bitches wanna come alive
I'm finna thrive on this shit
It's that summertime, the summer vibe
Got me wanna make the summer type
The summer vibe type of shit



Credits
Writer(s): Martin Kierszenbaum, William Pflaum
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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