Dear Summer
Oh Dear summer
I know you around the corner
And niggas be on the corner
One day the next day the coroner
So I'm asking
To keep all my niggas back home up in the shade
I'm out here tryna get paid
Ion got no time for graves
This shit been givin me gray hairs
I don't even check my dreads
Only reasons that I know it's grays there is cus shorty love to play there
Rubbin all on my scalp
In 20 minutes gon be bear hugging me with her mouth
I
Don't play fair
Keep some stubble on it Lil baby don't waste naire
Lemme know you grown
Lemme know that you remember my name when you moan
Lately been in the zone
I need to put down my phone
12 Hour shifts studio time that I don't pay for
Don't ever let it stress cuz this the life I prayed for
Feeling lonely in New York like
What the hell I stay for
Forcing myself to focus
Building me up a vault the next stage of this shit promotion
What it means when dreams pay dividends
Raised the quotients
Chasing night life notables
Brainstorming quotables
Anti social
I get awkward round the hoes
I'm wit ace he got a spliff he gon spark it round da hoes
Got some vodka in my system
Eye her get her attention
Poppin bottles fuckin models nigga look at this life we livin
And we do this shit with thousands imagine what happen
When the Millis come
Niggas give me 1 million I promise I'll make a Billie run
Then still end up a with a mil cuz gave the rest that shit to the slums
So hopefully we all have a good time with you summer
We spend 9 months tryna grind for you summer
So hopefully we get a chance to shine for you summer
Bullets flying mommas cryin and that's all for you summer
This shit really got me saying fuck you summer
You wanna be a winner? Better hide out till the winter
And that's the realest shit that I could tell you
We training for success, but these niggas they'll derail you
Put your faith in these hoes like professors boy they'll fail you
So I'm putting the work in
Hoping at the end of the day when my body deep in the ground
That this shit ain't worthless
Feel like this shit my purpose
So ima do it all year round
I ain't gon be waiting round on a clown like you Summer
I know you around the corner
And niggas be on the corner
One day the next day the coroner
So I'm asking
To keep all my niggas back home up in the shade
I'm out here tryna get paid
Ion got no time for graves
This shit been givin me gray hairs
I don't even check my dreads
Only reasons that I know it's grays there is cus shorty love to play there
Rubbin all on my scalp
In 20 minutes gon be bear hugging me with her mouth
I
Don't play fair
Keep some stubble on it Lil baby don't waste naire
Lemme know you grown
Lemme know that you remember my name when you moan
Lately been in the zone
I need to put down my phone
12 Hour shifts studio time that I don't pay for
Don't ever let it stress cuz this the life I prayed for
Feeling lonely in New York like
What the hell I stay for
Forcing myself to focus
Building me up a vault the next stage of this shit promotion
What it means when dreams pay dividends
Raised the quotients
Chasing night life notables
Brainstorming quotables
Anti social
I get awkward round the hoes
I'm wit ace he got a spliff he gon spark it round da hoes
Got some vodka in my system
Eye her get her attention
Poppin bottles fuckin models nigga look at this life we livin
And we do this shit with thousands imagine what happen
When the Millis come
Niggas give me 1 million I promise I'll make a Billie run
Then still end up a with a mil cuz gave the rest that shit to the slums
So hopefully we all have a good time with you summer
We spend 9 months tryna grind for you summer
So hopefully we get a chance to shine for you summer
Bullets flying mommas cryin and that's all for you summer
This shit really got me saying fuck you summer
You wanna be a winner? Better hide out till the winter
And that's the realest shit that I could tell you
We training for success, but these niggas they'll derail you
Put your faith in these hoes like professors boy they'll fail you
So I'm putting the work in
Hoping at the end of the day when my body deep in the ground
That this shit ain't worthless
Feel like this shit my purpose
So ima do it all year round
I ain't gon be waiting round on a clown like you Summer
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Writer(s): Davon Myers
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