Summers Over Intro Lyrics

I start my day off with coffee and weed We at war, she leave the house with some army

Robin told me that talk was cheap, bless you talkin' to me

Big dog, no small talk, we ain't talkin' for free

Only talkin' for fees, dogs poppin' the leash And they mobbin' the streets if they causin' problems

You wanna solve them, come holla at me And my lil' partners, my underbosses

They follow my lead In this chain of command

Ain't no poppin' the links Sheesh, so many hits, the jam up the vault

Roll up some weed, turn off the TV to channel my thoughts

It's been a fucked up year for me Funny how dark times spark bright ideas for me

You might not hear from me, tryna finish this album

Ducked off at the crib, tryna clear all these samples

By the time that I finish it, I done missed all winter

But I ain't miss on nothin, I'm droppin' hits all summer

Don't make me push that button

My name is Robin

They call me Hard Rock, they been callin' me that since I was a little girl

I didn't understand that then, but I definitely understand it now

I'm the age of six, I got diagnosed with cancer and beat it by eight

Grew up playin' football in the dirt with all boys

Got paid for every boy that I made cry

Raised my son to be the same exact way

They claim that it takes a man to raise a man

I totally disagree

I raised a hell of a man, all by myself

Yeah, I had a little help from my parents

And we ended up with YB, Young Blaze

Nothin' he can't do

Just like his mama, likes to throw curveballs

We catch that shit, blaze it up, throw it right back