Summa Time

Yeah, yeah man

(Baller boys in the building)

Sometimes I just be walking outside, ya feel me?

And it look kinda dark out there and shit

Morning shit - but the sun shine bright, ya know what I'm sayin'?

Gotta better myself

Can't love this life, gotta let it love me

Heard that from the big bruh, yo

Different religions speak in facts I've never heard of

Sound true to me, and most don't usually

Gotta keep doin' me

I keep girls 'specially

Cause when she on, yo, not to many feelings for ya

It only take a night, to feel like a star

Nobody know ya, how when this

My skin tone got folks think that I'm on

Name it- the famous your running the game with

I still got the same niggas that I came with

Some behind bars, while I got this pen in hand

Turning my life into bars, in the drop-top Corv

Got me kinda aggravated

Pull the top off nightmares of assination, but fuck it lets keep screamin'

We go on, and on, and on

But fuck it, let's keep it goin' till the sun come up, ayo

But fuck it, let's keep it goin' till the sun come up, ayo

Summer to summer

Wet paint and runners

Big blunts get blunted

Hustle, hustle, get money

Hustle, hustle, get money

(We go on, and on, and on)

(We go on, and on, and on)

Summer time, summer time, summer time, summer time, summer time

(We go on, and on and on)

Summer time, summer time, summer time, summer time, summer time

(We go on, and on and on)

Summer time, summer time, summer time, summer time, summer time

Sip that dirty shit

Piss out yellow-ass dirty piss

Rain drop, drip drip drip

Head up, I’m still in this bitch

Mama don’t worry shit, I'ma make sure you rest in rich

In the 6 new beef every week like wrestlers did

Fumblin, wrestlin' chips

Sat down that shady life

Some day I might pick it back up

My nigga not tonight!

Hell ya got killers in my phone

Hell ya i trapped all night long

Hell ya we dropped plenty songs

Rap shit put a young nigga on

I love the taste of her

Love the face of her

Still got money comin'

I don’t do this shit for nothin'

Or this triple fat leaf I share with patches on them

Came from hard work, and slammin' bitches outta somethin'

The hustle go on, and on, and on

In the green zone

The hustle moving strong, and strong, and strong

Up in the green zone

We go on, and on, and on

But fuck it, let's keep it goin' till the sun come up, ayo

But fuck it, let's keep it goin' till the sun come up, ayo

Summer to summer

Wet paint and runners

Big blunts get blunted

Hustle, hustle, get money

Hustle, hustle, get money

(We go on, and on, and on)

(We go on, and on, and on)

Summer time, summer time, summer time, summer time, summer time

(We go on, and on and on)

Summer time, summer time, summer time, summer time, summer time

(We go on, and on and on)

Summer time, summer time, summer time, summer time, summer time