Cold Summer
Just say I need her
As roses need the rain
And tell her that without her
My dreams are all in vain
The rain is pouring as my tears flow
My eyes are red with passion but asking why are my lids low?
Looking down below, feel like a giant or am I over myself?
Overwhelm with stress that's attacking my health
I'mma excel regardless, no micro
Maestro, light up the stage like it's pyro
No pipe tho, unless it's my girl that left me in sorrow
While the sun may be beaming, the storms still follows
Petals slowly diminish as the flowers bloom
My ray of hope is looking dim at least that's what I assume
Looking towards the moon, why did you leave so soon?
As I seal the mask and hide behind the scars that were DOOM
What's the point of holding on when their ain't nothing to hold?
What's the point of turning over when the companies cold?
Lost in the zone, no need to throw stones
Knowing I already have a fear of being alone
My heart is aching
It keeps on breaking
Through this cold summer
I'm going under
My heart is aching
It keeps on breaking
Through this cold summer
I'm going under
Nowadays everyone trying me
I gotta live with anxiety
Don't want your negative energy
That's how I kill all my demons entirely
Mind your business, I ain't hiring
Imma control my environment
And bet if you try to get violent
Half of these artists I put in retirement
Put that on my daddy
Put that on my momma
Put that on sister
Put that on my brother
"You ain't gotta sis!"
Just know if I did, I would coming for em'
Cuz all of em' boring, they all got me snoring etc
I swear I'm light years ahead of ya
I got that buzz and I do what it does
It be seeming like y'all need level up
They said I was never athletic
I'm glad at least somebody said it
Cuz now I be flexing on all of these rappers until they be looking pathetic
You starting the drama
I'm popping my collar
You already know where I'm headed
Shoutout to the people
who promised me credit
But they never gave me no credit like
Uh
I was looking at my dark days
All he shooting down is sun rays
Everyone talkin' bout how to be famous
But they never tell you the right way
Want the smoke, then send em' right in
Finna my time to enlighten
I had to pick up the right pen
Cold Summer send the Byt three in
My heart is aching
It keeps on breaking
Through this cold summer
I'm going under
New Edition with this addiction like I'm Bobby Brown
If It Isn't Love, why the fuck does it feel like that I drowned?
Drop the poison, heart is already shattered
What is a bottle gonna fix nor matter?
Just like my emotions, always broken, tryna find some peace
Always there for you, but praying you do the same for me
Living through nightmares that's screaming
Trying to vanquish these demons
For what I know what they feigning
Cause in the heat, they be scheming
(Uh, uh)
Momma in tears
Haven't seen her worried like this in years
Running from the cops on the block by a call who I thought I viewed as my peer
Saying I'm disrespectful
Shot my soul and broke my mental
All I know is these instrumentals
Express my pain with a mic and pencil
Don't you dare judge my depression
When it comes to my profession
I use these words as a weapon
Like an AK 47
Better call up the reverend cause I done been through hell and bumpers
As I lie alone like a bummer, Cold Summer
As roses need the rain
And tell her that without her
My dreams are all in vain
The rain is pouring as my tears flow
My eyes are red with passion but asking why are my lids low?
Looking down below, feel like a giant or am I over myself?
Overwhelm with stress that's attacking my health
I'mma excel regardless, no micro
Maestro, light up the stage like it's pyro
No pipe tho, unless it's my girl that left me in sorrow
While the sun may be beaming, the storms still follows
Petals slowly diminish as the flowers bloom
My ray of hope is looking dim at least that's what I assume
Looking towards the moon, why did you leave so soon?
As I seal the mask and hide behind the scars that were DOOM
What's the point of holding on when their ain't nothing to hold?
What's the point of turning over when the companies cold?
Lost in the zone, no need to throw stones
Knowing I already have a fear of being alone
My heart is aching
It keeps on breaking
Through this cold summer
I'm going under
My heart is aching
It keeps on breaking
Through this cold summer
I'm going under
Nowadays everyone trying me
I gotta live with anxiety
Don't want your negative energy
That's how I kill all my demons entirely
Mind your business, I ain't hiring
Imma control my environment
And bet if you try to get violent
Half of these artists I put in retirement
Put that on my daddy
Put that on my momma
Put that on sister
Put that on my brother
"You ain't gotta sis!"
Just know if I did, I would coming for em'
Cuz all of em' boring, they all got me snoring etc
I swear I'm light years ahead of ya
I got that buzz and I do what it does
It be seeming like y'all need level up
They said I was never athletic
I'm glad at least somebody said it
Cuz now I be flexing on all of these rappers until they be looking pathetic
You starting the drama
I'm popping my collar
You already know where I'm headed
Shoutout to the people
who promised me credit
But they never gave me no credit like
Uh
I was looking at my dark days
All he shooting down is sun rays
Everyone talkin' bout how to be famous
But they never tell you the right way
Want the smoke, then send em' right in
Finna my time to enlighten
I had to pick up the right pen
Cold Summer send the Byt three in
My heart is aching
It keeps on breaking
Through this cold summer
I'm going under
New Edition with this addiction like I'm Bobby Brown
If It Isn't Love, why the fuck does it feel like that I drowned?
Drop the poison, heart is already shattered
What is a bottle gonna fix nor matter?
Just like my emotions, always broken, tryna find some peace
Always there for you, but praying you do the same for me
Living through nightmares that's screaming
Trying to vanquish these demons
For what I know what they feigning
Cause in the heat, they be scheming
(Uh, uh)
Momma in tears
Haven't seen her worried like this in years
Running from the cops on the block by a call who I thought I viewed as my peer
Saying I'm disrespectful
Shot my soul and broke my mental
All I know is these instrumentals
Express my pain with a mic and pencil
Don't you dare judge my depression
When it comes to my profession
I use these words as a weapon
Like an AK 47
Better call up the reverend cause I done been through hell and bumpers
As I lie alone like a bummer, Cold Summer
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Writer(s): John Coleman
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