They call me spy, wonder why cos you y'all die by summer
Call me cocky i love it, baby father a sucker
Wait now that is some true summer madness
But i guess that shit's just tough love
A wife on the runfull of common bluntsunconditionally married
Keep a few associates in case theres a doctor that you wanna meet,
It’s obvious that girl you’re fine
Bright summer sky with my eyes on time,
And on skype bet you say "le where my flight at?", if i decline
These other niggas is lyin, actin’ like the summer ain’t mine
Early adapters agree they all late
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Displaying like a movie trailer saying "coming this summer,
Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her
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