Cold Summer Lyrics

I'm from the city

Where the water scarce

Lil homies wet you up

They ain't fighting fair

Only sixteen

They got rights to bare

Still Knock a man down

They don't even care

Percocet blues

Turned the skies Grey

And what's beef

I ain't hear to play

Shit I eat these rappers

On my dinner plate

My flow hotter

Than a sinners fate

Not politically correct

But I got shit to say

They know better

Than to misbehave

I'm a menace

Call me Joey Caine

O-Dog Get to busting

Like I'm Lawrence Tate

Spend a couple bands

We gon make some more

Worldwide Free

Know me coast to coast

Blu Bellaire

That's just how it goes

Feel like Johnny Cochran

Another case closed

Yeah That's how it go

That's how it go

Cold Summer Homie

That's how it go

Yeah

That's how it go

That's how it go

That's how it go

Cold Summer Homie

That's how it go

Yeah

That's how it go

Pen pals sending

Letters through the mail

It Feel good to know

Know the homie doing well

Name good

He could never disappear

It still feel

Like the homie right here

We grew up

On that Eazy Duz It

Loyalty a bitch

It's a dime a dozen

Elementary

The homie been thuggin

Fuck a Rap dream

In the streets hustlin

In and out of stores

He ain't here to pay

In and out of lanes

On the interstate

Fuck the police

Took them for a chase

Face on the paper

Made front page

Free the boy soon

Slap on the wrist

Only problem is

He ain't learning shit

Judge got tired

By his third offense

Sent the boy away

We ain't seen Him since

Yeah That's how it go

That's how it go

Cold Summer Homie

That's how it go

Yeah

That's how it go

That's how it go

That's how it go

Cold Summer Homie

That's how it go

Yeah

That's how it go