Cold Summer
It's been a cold summer
Lost a lot of people to real fucked Up shit
Y'all never forgotten
We all gotta go through Something that ain't easy but Listen
I can't just sit here
And act like everything all Kosher
I ain't know what to say
But now my feelings taking over
I'm the same nigga from Marcs Ct
That boy a soldier
Like many men
But many men steal
Just look over your shoulder
I Seen some niggas play goofy
Still ain't give me no motive
I seen some bitches play stupid
So that love shit
Hold it
She broke it down from her Heart
Cause I let mine open
Deep down inside
She can't help but know I keep Her soaking
Seen her butterflies
I can see
The way they floating
It's magic in the city
But still won't find no potion
Presidential vibe Only thing
Is
Baby we ain't voting
Cold summer
Might catch me bippin with lil Roadrunner
Switching beats
Like it's drip
Now that's a cold Stunner
This ain't origami
That pressure still make you fold Under
Living backwards
Moving forward gon be cold Summer
Think of it like this
We the ship but now it's going Under
How we gon be stuck in this Bitch, But we killing each other
Told my dawg to stay up
Different mothers
But you still my brother
Can't say the same
For some niggas that's under Cover
My niggas kept it ten toes flat
Straight out the gutta
PAC in the day time
And biggie by the night
Writing song after song
With that blizzy just got me Right
Put my pain inna backwood
Even Music get me tight
I know that I'm on own man N*gga
So sit back this shit ain't right
Lost a lot of people to real fucked Up shit
Y'all never forgotten
We all gotta go through Something that ain't easy but Listen
I can't just sit here
And act like everything all Kosher
I ain't know what to say
But now my feelings taking over
I'm the same nigga from Marcs Ct
That boy a soldier
Like many men
But many men steal
Just look over your shoulder
I Seen some niggas play goofy
Still ain't give me no motive
I seen some bitches play stupid
So that love shit
Hold it
She broke it down from her Heart
Cause I let mine open
Deep down inside
She can't help but know I keep Her soaking
Seen her butterflies
I can see
The way they floating
It's magic in the city
But still won't find no potion
Presidential vibe Only thing
Is
Baby we ain't voting
Cold summer
Might catch me bippin with lil Roadrunner
Switching beats
Like it's drip
Now that's a cold Stunner
This ain't origami
That pressure still make you fold Under
Living backwards
Moving forward gon be cold Summer
Think of it like this
We the ship but now it's going Under
How we gon be stuck in this Bitch, But we killing each other
Told my dawg to stay up
Different mothers
But you still my brother
Can't say the same
For some niggas that's under Cover
My niggas kept it ten toes flat
Straight out the gutta
PAC in the day time
And biggie by the night
Writing song after song
With that blizzy just got me Right
Put my pain inna backwood
Even Music get me tight
I know that I'm on own man N*gga
So sit back this shit ain't right
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Washington
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