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