Hate the party scene but hardly means church is the answer
Go to school today, tomorrow, the day after
The temp of your blood will rise, hotter than the summer time.
Shoutout yo baby momma, that bitch is sorta fine
Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees
Soaking up the summer vibes with all these parties
In the heat of the summer,
Poke out from behind her
My pride is gone, i'm that guy like aaron hall
Blood is on the leaves through summer but i'll never fall,
At least i'd be stable, yeah, slightly less popular
Used to run the streets but now i'm runnin' every summer/
Fuck it, its hip hop and niggas don't give a damn
Wouldn't sell my soul to the devil for summer jam,
10 chains i done copped em for the summer
You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for
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