SUMMERTIME
Least likely to win, they say it's a sin
These people keep counting me out
Hard knocks to the door, school ain't let me in
So I took another route
Uh, I put my life on the line for these raps, gotta blow in a week
I don't even talk to nobody but God, now I pray in my sleep
Check the braces on my teeth
Yuh, check all the cash, the C.R.E.A.M
Yuh, check all the lights on the V
Uh, can't sign a deal or a plea
She smoked a blunt and she kissing me now
Don't- don't know what she does 'cause I'm never around
Unapologetic, I like how it sounds
Can't show up to my heart if you unannounced
Yeah, I fell in love when I shouldn't
After all this, I go back to this hood of mine
I'mma be dead by the summer
I'm eating these rappers, it's feeling like suppertime
I got a call for a mission so I might go missing
I'll be there by summertime
I deliver with the flows and the rhymes
After that, I go back to this truck of mine
She say she don't even like rap songs
But still telling me she gets stuck on mine
I got some aim and range so
It's not possible to duck the fire
Least likely to win, they say it's a sin
These people keep counting me out
Hard knocks to the door, school ain't let me in
So I took another route
Uh, I put my life on the line for these raps, gotta blow in a week
I don't even talk to nobody but God, now I pray in my sleep
Check the braces on my teeth
Yuh, check all the cash, the C.R.E.A.M
Yuh, check all the lights on the V
Uh, can't sign a deal or a plea
(Shut up, bruh)
These people keep counting me out
Hard knocks to the door, school ain't let me in
So I took another route
Uh, I put my life on the line for these raps, gotta blow in a week
I don't even talk to nobody but God, now I pray in my sleep
Check the braces on my teeth
Yuh, check all the cash, the C.R.E.A.M
Yuh, check all the lights on the V
Uh, can't sign a deal or a plea
She smoked a blunt and she kissing me now
Don't- don't know what she does 'cause I'm never around
Unapologetic, I like how it sounds
Can't show up to my heart if you unannounced
Yeah, I fell in love when I shouldn't
After all this, I go back to this hood of mine
I'mma be dead by the summer
I'm eating these rappers, it's feeling like suppertime
I got a call for a mission so I might go missing
I'll be there by summertime
I deliver with the flows and the rhymes
After that, I go back to this truck of mine
She say she don't even like rap songs
But still telling me she gets stuck on mine
I got some aim and range so
It's not possible to duck the fire
Least likely to win, they say it's a sin
These people keep counting me out
Hard knocks to the door, school ain't let me in
So I took another route
Uh, I put my life on the line for these raps, gotta blow in a week
I don't even talk to nobody but God, now I pray in my sleep
Check the braces on my teeth
Yuh, check all the cash, the C.R.E.A.M
Yuh, check all the lights on the V
Uh, can't sign a deal or a plea
(Shut up, bruh)
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