Start Of The Summer
Feel it in the air again
Watching opportunities slip away
Watch it slip away
Yeah now I see it clear
None of that shit gon add up
Now all my shit goin up
Yup up up
Yeah I been making money
Counting my funds (my funds)
I might fuck up on a bitch and I'm done
Yeah
Gotta budget it's okay
Yeah I'm never gonna run out
Bitch I be grinding
Okay I'm out till the sun out
Gotta beat them in the heads
Okay I never take the gun out
Bitch I'm him
Like a pronoun
No one really cares okay
I'm feeling like a pro now
Vision of the summer
Got me down to stay
You gotta game of chess
You come out to okay
I be acting out
But I'm down to stay
And you can't relate
So don't throw shade
But tell me that you would stay
What did you say?
Choose some else to hate
If you won't help me
In this game
Feel in the air again
I feel it I feel it yeah
Watching opportunities slip away
Slip away
Watch it slip away
Slip away
Yuh, yuh, yuh
Watching opportunities slip away
Watch it slip away
Yeah
Now I see it clear
None of that shit gon add up
Now all my shit goin up
Yup yup
I been making money counting my funds (my funds)
I might fuck up on a bitch and I'm done
Yeah got a budget it's okay I'm never gon run out
Yeah now I see it clear
Yeah none of that shit gon add up
Now all my shit going up
Yeah yup up yeah
I been making money counting my funds
I might fuck up on a bitch and I'm done
Gotta budget it's okay
I'm never gon run out
Watching opportunities slip away
Watch it slip away
Yeah now I see it clear
None of that shit gon add up
Now all my shit goin up
Yup up up
Yeah I been making money
Counting my funds (my funds)
I might fuck up on a bitch and I'm done
Yeah
Gotta budget it's okay
Yeah I'm never gonna run out
Bitch I be grinding
Okay I'm out till the sun out
Gotta beat them in the heads
Okay I never take the gun out
Bitch I'm him
Like a pronoun
No one really cares okay
I'm feeling like a pro now
Vision of the summer
Got me down to stay
You gotta game of chess
You come out to okay
I be acting out
But I'm down to stay
And you can't relate
So don't throw shade
But tell me that you would stay
What did you say?
Choose some else to hate
If you won't help me
In this game
Feel in the air again
I feel it I feel it yeah
Watching opportunities slip away
Slip away
Watch it slip away
Slip away
Yuh, yuh, yuh
Watching opportunities slip away
Watch it slip away
Yeah
Now I see it clear
None of that shit gon add up
Now all my shit goin up
Yup yup
I been making money counting my funds (my funds)
I might fuck up on a bitch and I'm done
Yeah got a budget it's okay I'm never gon run out
Yeah now I see it clear
Yeah none of that shit gon add up
Now all my shit going up
Yeah yup up yeah
I been making money counting my funds
I might fuck up on a bitch and I'm done
Gotta budget it's okay
I'm never gon run out
Credits
Writer(s): Aden, Aden Vollen, Chan, Chandler
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