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Past 7 Days
Ten Summers was discovered most frequently at around 30 seconds into the song during the past week

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[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Woah, woah, woah
Yeah, yeah, yeah (RBE X SOB, that's the gang, bitch)
Uh
[Chorus]
Know the world been waitin', long time comin'
What I spent on how I'm steppin', fifteen hundred
Know you heard **** talk, but they ain't on nothin'
It was just me and my brothers when we had nothin'
**** wanna see us lose, but we still winnin'
Lost some **** to these streets and I'm still trippin'
All my **** real shooters, real headhunters
We done had this shit lit for 'bout ten summers
[Verse 1]
Uh, yeah, on the, yeah
We done had this shit lit the last ten summers (The last ten)
All these **** do is talk, they never did nothin' (Did nothin')
So why the fuck they keep on trollin' like they did somethin'? (Grrt, grrt)
Yeah, I'm skeezy'd up when I'm in public, keep the Glocky on (Keep the Glocky on)
If I make that call to my lil' babies, that's a body gone (That's a body gone)
And I heard them **** backdoored you and you still with 'em (And you still with 'em?)
****, that'll never be some shit that I condone (****, never)
Yeah, I'm Prada steppin', Amiri saggin', Moncler junkie (Moncler junkie)
If you knew the consequences, wouldn't dare touch me (You wouldn't dare)
When I was sittin' in that cell, you wasn't there for me (You ain't even call me)
We put scopes up on our choppers, we ain't deer huntin'
****, RIP the thugs, I'm throwin' up the deuce (RIP)
Bitch, I'm gettin' shifty up in traffic, fuckin' up the coupe (Skrrt, skrrt)
We put them **** on the menu, oh, you fuck with them? (Oh, you fuck with them?)
****, if you fuckin' with them suckas, I can't fuck with you, **** (Yeah, on the gang)
[Chorus]
Know the world been waitin', long time comin'
What I spent on how I'm steppin', fifteen hundred
Know you heard **** talk, but they ain't on nothin'
It was just me and my brothers when we had nothin'
**** wanna see us lose, but we still winnin'
Lost some **** to these streets and I'm still trippin'
All my **** real shooters, real headhunters
We done had this shit lit for 'bout ten summers (Ah)
[Verse 2]
Yeah, Louis frames on my face, I see this shit clear
A lotta bloodshed behind this gang shit, this shit serious
Yeah, pull up in the 'Cat, make it drift, Fast and the Furious
I'm only cheatin' on my bitch with bad bitches, period
Had a talk with T.O. 'bout a lot of shit, we grown now
They been fiendin' for that gang shit, it's back on now
Yeah, 2016, that's when we dropped hits and broke out
Ten years later, back in the ringer, sold out
Twelve hundred for my shoes, a hundred plus for my jewels
Only fuckin' with them ****, drop a hundred plus on that dude
Gave him six, pulled off, did a hundred plus in the coupe
A **** droppin' anything I throw up, tryna make the news
For gettin' smacked, ****
We the ones gettin' on, ain't gettin' back, ****
Bouncin' out in somethin' big-body like I'm Shaq, ****
On my SOB X RBE shit, that's a fact, ****, yeah, been that, ****
[Chorus]
Know the world been waitin', long time comin'
What I spent on how I'm steppin', fifteen hundred
Know you heard **** talk, but they ain't on nothin'
It was just me and my brothers when we had nothin'
**** wanna see us lose, but we still winnin'
Lost some **** to these streets and I'm still trippin'
All my **** real shooters, real headhunters
We done had this shit lit for 'bout ten summers
Written by: Brython Rubio, Jabbar Kingston Brown, Juwon Lee, Quaron Garnett Arnold, Semir Gebremedhin, Wayman Zachariah Barrow Jr.
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