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Whether you're from overseas
Or living across the street
Bump this in ya speakers
'Cause this feeling is mystique
Jumpmans on my feet
Makes my imagery unique
Im just chillin' in the summer breeze
Walkin' in my twenty-threes
Whether you're from overseas
Or living across the street
Bump this in ya speakers
'Cause this feeling is mystique
Jumpmans on my feet
Makes my imagery unique
Im just chillin' in the summer breeze
Walkin' in my twenty-threes

Sacramento is a hundred degrees
I'd rather be on the beach
Gettin' blown by the ocean breeze
With a couple of breezies making sand castles
Replace bikini tops
With the colorful tassels
Optimism
Fun should never be a hassle
It's a beautiful day
And I'm not tryna be an asshole
My J's are laced while I'm Lacing up these Js
Stefano gave me the number
I went Jim Carey crazy
I keep it moving' in these Cali streets
Smelling' like marijuana
With these twenty-threes on my feet
As I walk three hours before dark
I see the homies playing the b-ball attack the park
I say what's up to my niggas
Then we play twenty-one
Slaughtering these fools
Last shot
And I finally won
I walk away while the others disagree
'Cause they wanted to keep playing up to twenty-three

Whether you're from overseas
Or living across the street
Bump this in ya speakers
'Cause this feeling is mystique
Jumpmans on my feet
Makes my imagery unique
Im just chillin' in the summer breeze
Walkin' in my twenty-threes
Whether you're from overseas
Or living across the street
Bump this in ya speakers
'Cause this feeling is mystique
Jumpmans on my feet
Makes my imagery unique
Im just chillin' in the summer breeze
Walkin' in my twenty-threes

I don't suggest that you be like me
My mind is overcrowded and my soul ain't free
I dream about what I wanna be
But I cant even pass a drug test or quit this tree
Excuses, Excuses
That's all I've ever been
Like the next muthafucka that can never seem to win
I don't got family
I don't got friends
Just a couple muthafuckas that will be there til the end
Got reason to wake up, got reason to sin
But there's no explanation for pissing in the wind
I pick up the pieces and I try this shit again
I look where I'm going
To Hell with where I've been
I look around and I hate what I see
Time to set myself free, just be
I got the passion in me
So many think I'm as strange as can be
But regardless of all this I'm focused like number 23

Whether you're from overseas
Or living across the street
Bump this in ya speakers
'Cause this feeling is mystique
Jumpmans on my feet
Makes my imagery unique
Im just chillin' in the summer breeze
Walkin' in my twenty-threes
Whether you're from overseas
Or living across the street
Bump this in ya speakers
'Cause this feeling is mystique
Jumpmans on my feet
Makes my imagery unique
Im just chillin' in the summer breeze
Walkin' in my twenty-threes
Whether you're from overseas
Or living across the street
Bump this in ya speakers
'Cause this feeling is mystique
Jumpmans on my feet
Makes my imagery unique
Im just chillin' in the summer breeze
Walkin' in my twenty-threes
Whether you're from overseas
Or living across the street
Bump this in ya speakers
'Cause this feeling is mystique
Jumpmans on my feet
Makes my imagery unique
Im just chillin' in the summer breeze
Walkin' in my twenty-threes



Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Baskerville, Immanuel Kelly
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