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YOUR SUMMER'S OVER Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Uh, your summer's over, you wishin' you got that shit back
And it's been years since I dropped, I had to get back
I ain't been sober in months, I had to find a fix
I sat through stress on my shoulder, I ain't breakin' for shit
Winter bars for your head's up, that's a headshot
You waitin' on me to fumble, homie, I fret not
Clear the lobby, and then we off to the next spot
And if she horny, then you know I keep the sex hot
Pardon my manners, she screaming E.I., and I specialize in country grammar
I need a tip drill, and she gonna bust it open
You know the shit's real, you don't have the microscope it
And I'm the dopest floating on a different wave
And yes, I'm paid, you know I fuck with many different shades
The king of spades, the king of hearts, you know I toss this dart
Collect your love, and I'll be damned if they tear us apart
I play my part, I got flaws, in all departments, with walls build up around it
And my anger don't like the freedom, so I try my best to announce it
Try my best to denounce it, try my best to surround it
Try my best to be proud of it, try my best to be proud of me
And when I can't tame that beast, you know I must release
I fight like you want custody, and no, you cannot fuck with me
Never ask for handouts, that's all I ask is that you trust me
And when it's time to ride, be on my side and stand close to me
Damn, uh, your summer's over, you wishin' you got that shit back
Same thing, ain't nothin' changed, we gotta get back
Don't say my name unless you gang, and yes, I meant that
Unless it's about the paper, well, fuck it, we gotta get that
Winter bars for your head top, that's a head shot
Uh, uh, uh, winter bars for your head top, that's a head shot
Uh, huh, nothin's thinner than water, I can make you an offer
Just bring your favorite rapper to me, I promise I'll slaughter
Let me make you an offer, slayin' wifes and daughters
She said she love me in the bed, well, I'm quite a performer
Well, you probably a talker, talkin' how you a walker
Big city just set the mark up, my skill is just gettin' dark as my skin,
Well, I'm sayin' I'm winnin', and this is just the beginnin
But let me get down to the middle, cause it's never an endin
I'm just talkin' my shit, can't nobody fuck with the clique
See you checkin' your bitch, she probably scopin' checkin' for this
Probably checkin' the kid, I see she love the things on my wrist
Wanna give me a kiss, these hoes I love, but never forget
Mama taught me to stunt, but she said I'm the one
You feel the pressure just to make it, not the only one
I done said it before, I won't have to say it no more
But once I say it overall, the greatest could never fall
So fuck em' all
Ah, your summer's over
Ah, your summer's over
Ah, your summer's over
Winter bars for your head top, that's a headshot
Ah, Winter bars for your head top, that's a headshot
Ah, your summer's over