(Summer time)
I was fightin' for my in the summer time Niggas always tryna catch me when I'm doin' It get the hottest in August Why gotta die in every July? Oh, oh, oh,
Even though it's hot out here, I'm still be a criminal Come and check my temperature, spent fever in the Gucci Assassination artist, flippin', make that shit bands in your hands, out the dumpster Don't understand how business It's the youngster mindset, my mind set about action I'm tryna and have sex, fuck his taxes Spendin' it all on the drop, watch, the Rollie, I was livin' the dream the tips and I'm dodgin' the rent 'Cause I live with my team, ride for my Makin' me greens, profit was green, I need more Ballin' the finals, I'm takin' the The scholar, the league, champion, king, Big mojo, but my fomo was I went with my promo, but bi-locals was missin' Tryna hold my home bro, but don't see me as a local Guess my lens is bifocal, 'cause our focus is different When that sun is up, niggas still all black Social immunity, I just call 'em all black Jigga Juice me, he gon' hear it, all that With the mean to you? Can't find one, fall back
I was fightin' for my in the summer time Niggas always tryna catch me I'm doin' right It get the hottest in August Why niggas die in every July? Oh, oh, oh,