Summer 11 (Bonus)

Fab, what's good nigga
Summer 11, I had smoke with youngins in yo hood nigga
Momma said "baby don't go" but it was life or death
And I was ready trade it all, life for death
I had just started college just tryna pass my tests
And I can't deny, it had me stressed
I'm talking summertime, Fresh Prince, Jazzy Jeff
Like really the block is hot, Lil Wayne, Mannie Fresh

Yes, Brevoort niggas must've thought it was sweet
Like Chauncity niggas don't walk the walk in these streets
It was always a lituation, they was never there
I was strapped with everything, everyday, everywhere yea
Wifey said "I can't let you go, I'm so into you"
Then got to acting choosy, how original
Guess she was never my type, that's so typical
This new school need leadership, they got no principles
Yea
But I thought my life was over when
Niggas pulled up with masks and gloves, wasn't no corona then
Them shots hit me, who gon miss me, I disposed of friends
And everything went slow motion, word to Soulja Slim
Paramedics over my body telling me "Breathe"
Doctor said I'm gon make it, think he selling me dreams
Is this the shit jealousy breeds
I'm supposed to be laid up with a ebony queen
Can somebody make sense of this shit
Was it karma, did I sin for this shit
But even against the odds, who gon run
I guess they shot me 'cause they couldn't beat me 2 on 1, pussy
It was Labor Day weekend, the city was very different
52 shootings, 67 victims
I'm up in Kings County, thinking it's my demolition
Watching Serena lose the US Open on television
Shorty I was with knew one of them lames
But disappeared when I said give my gunna his name
Was she protecting him or herself
Shit it wasn't my time, I lived to tell my story myself nigga
Now I got my baby Kodie and my baby Ella
I swear their smiles the only thing that make me better
So now I stay outta trouble, outta sight
But 11 had to be the coldest summer of my life nigga

Righteous



Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Chilcott
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