Dreams of a better life might get me through this cruel summer/
He got a wife, ex-wife, and a baby mother
I left for one summer,
Ay yo you wonder who i are
Cuz i be on a hot grind like a skater in summer
I got that same hunger, rock-a-fella chain hunger
At bunker hill hot summer,
Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for
Soaking up the summer vibes with all these parties
That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees
Spring, fall, winter, and summer
I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her
Cause them wolf gang niggas threw them off the bandwagon like
Summer is sunny and i am ballin outside
Wouldn't sell my soul to the devil for summer jam,
My shit hair-burning, you not even a lil’ tan
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