COLD SUMMER//SAACHI Lyrics

Seven

Seven in the morning type shit

Fresh off of work

I'm just on my way home

Uh

Seem like the world going crazy

So I walk with a tool

Can't even call these streets the projects

This shit more like a zoo

Got em stuck up in the mud

Now they don't know what to do

I'm thugging round w/ 3 strikes

Like I got nothing to lose

Showed this bitch that I'm the one

She gon do me like the two

Man it's 2024

Somebody fucking ya boo

Once that bitch open her phone

There ain't shit you can do

Can't let it get it out ya zone

Find a bag you can move

Live this life just how you want

And I ain't being judgmental

I just call it how I see it

Why you get sentimental

Niggas feinin for a front

And I ain't giving out samples

We ain't left this fucking corner

Till we sold our 8 ounces

Tell my little cousin I love her

In case she ain't get the message

And even though we fell apart

Just keep my name in her mentions

Wasn't even supposed to make it

Man this shit is a blessing

Used to say that I be cappin

Now I preach like the reverend

We ain't stopping till

We feel the pattern all in our sweaters

And if they try to break my soul

I'll put the pieces together

Gotta put that shit behind me

Keep the gas on the pedal

Lord forgive me for my sins

Because I move like the devil

Lord forgive me for my sins

Because I move like the devil

Gotta put that shit behind me

Keep the gas on the pedal

Uh

Crash the coupe

Before I ever crash out over a bitch

They keep on saying that they got me

But can't pick up for shit

I'm tired of reminding niggas they owe me

Shit it is what it is

They gon get it how they want

I'm still gon get how I live

Yea I'm in some fresh clothes

But I ain't forget bout the struggle

First they love you then they hate you

Really need someone to cuddle

Just cuz you don't see me in the streets

Don't mean I'm new to the jungle

Said sum shit he can't take back

And now his blood in a puddle

Walking just like how I'm talking

Oh they hearing me now

Yea the may found out my beats

But they ain't figure my style

Tryna take all of my pain

I'm still gon shine w/ a smile

You can walk inside my shoes

I'll meet you at the end of the mile

Tried to creep up on my bitch

It ain't no fair playing foul

I'm only married to the money

So we stacking our vows

Ain't no sense to close that curtain

They still gon scream if I bow

And only way I'll touch the sky

Is if I fly w/ the owls

OVO trademark

But I ain't verified yet

I know it's only getting harder

The more higher I get

Soon as they see we taking over

Niggas gon come for my neck

Tell em we go bar for bar

My nigga shit is a bet

Man's just turned nineteen

One day I'll see you in heaven

Long live Casper the Kidd

Look up to the sky

Throw a seven

From a different type of world

Just like that bitch named Eleven

And Ima always speak the truth

These niggas walk round pretending

I swear we can fix this

I know that you feel it feel it

I know we can fix this

I know you can feel it

Falling back on love

Was only my mistake

Falling back on love

Was only my mistake