Summertime Vibe Lyrics

I won't cut these family ties

But I feel like this tie keep strangling me

Can I live?

Or will I die regretting

Wondering if my silence was my greatest offence

And

What's the issue

With me being me

As far the word goes

I'm as good as can be

Cos it was done by the One

He brighter than the sun 

You think your gun sparks till you seen that fire burn for eternity 

Don't believe you say it's shit

You don't believe you say it's boring two bit

But you're missing two bits of information 

The verdict before you were born, damnation

Now back to the rap

Me and my dad getting close

And you know that I'm tryna keep that going

Flying kinda high right now

747, Boeing

The old memories, they start to fade

A new light came in

And things stay the same

At least it seems to be

I avoided the truth all for some vanity 

But when it came down to my own sanity 

Ran back to my dad

Ran to my family

Don't be mad at me

I hope you ain't mad at me

Cos I know without you I'd be a tragedy 

I'm summertime high

With my summertime guys

Listening to summertime vibes

Baddie in a sundress

Girl come face me

Black or white

I don't care

I ain't racy

Past couple of days

A nigga being spacey

Thinking bout a mill

Not a meal

Fuck yo pastry 

I'm baking off with the Runtz and my lady

Yeah!

Tryna bring out a gem from these mundane days

So on me n bronem there ain't that much to say

I'm tryna vibe this beat

It's giving me chills 

So you know me and bro gotta spray

Gotta Spray

Ain't tryna lay with a bitch

Still waiting for the pack

BC shit

It's green like money 

Trust that's p's

Sticky sticky yeah

Some triple cheese

But fuck with me and this smoke for free

I only smile for the camera

I don't know Pamela 

Strictly chasing Lyon or Borden

No lizzy

My screwface on

Still talking

Like, Is it? 

Love is not enough

Baby bring molowo 

Or don't you know I got places to go to

Phasing out the women

Maybe get me a Queen

But she might be like Vashti

I don't like Ashley's

White tings moving

Way too malarkey 

My brothers at the party

So you know it's hearty times

Nothing but smiles

Tequila; bare vibes 

My halloween costume; Drake, More Life

My bro dodged a wife

No, more like a bullet

I'm telling him grind

Don't worry he can do this

First things first live life to the fullest

And make your heart cold

Cut the fridge to the coolest

I'm summertime high

With my summertime guys

Listening to summertime vibes

Baddie in a sundress

Girl come face me

Black or white

I don't care

I ain't racy

Past couple of days

A nigga being spacey

Thinking bout a mill

Not a meal

Fuck yo pastry 

I'm baking off with the Runtz and my lady

Yeah!