Missing Summers 由 Next Records, LLC/ SRFSCHL, LLC 于 2021年5月21日 发行，作为专辑“Borrowed Time”的一部分。
BPM83
旋律性
歌曲的曲调是否清晰易记，是否遵循了明确的音乐模式。旋律性强的歌曲一般具有清晰、令人难忘的器乐或声线。
不插电
衡量一首歌曲对不插电乐器（例如钢琴、吉他、小提琴、鼓、萨克斯）而非电子或数字合成的依赖程度
Valence
通过歌曲的和声和节奏成分，传达的音乐积极性或情感基调。高情感值与幸福、兴奋和愉悦的感觉相对应，而低情感值则与悲伤、愤怒或忧郁有关。
舞蹈性
综合各种因素，包括节奏的稳定性、节奏模式和节拍重点，来确定一首歌曲是否适合跳舞。一首“适合跳舞”的歌曲可能具有稳定的节奏、重复的音乐结构和强烈的重拍。
能量
曲目的感知强度，可能受节奏、动态和音乐紧凑程度的影响。一首高能量的歌曲可能节奏欢快、乐器编配丰富，而一首低能量的歌曲则可能音乐编配简洁、节奏较慢。
歌词
[Verse 1]
Hey Sims, let's go, man, shit is crazy
Turn me up too
[Verse 2]
You know exactly what I came for
The scene better when the rain pour
Fuck around and rearrange bul
Good girl, she became a whore
Hood girl, and it made me sore
My man's sister, and he went up North
They gave him letters when he went to court
Got beat up, then he switched the sport
I speed up like I'm in a Porsche
My feet up, I was in my thoughts
I heat up, you turn to a corpse
Survival of the fittest, for my name, God is my witness
Im glidin' like physics
Shorty chew me like gizzards
I brought the toolie, it's a blizzard
I'm stayin' loyal
Then admit it, don't you, the first body haunts you
Homicide wants you, who else to run to
I'm a young Sun Tzu
This is sunburn, this is something new
This is sucker proof, you a substitute (Fall back)
I'm fully loaded, I feel like you bogus
I'm feelin' like the coldest, this feel like COVID (Sick)
Shit real in my city, boy, you better tote it
Make a movie or light shit, episode it
[Verse 3]
Putting up numbers
**** missing summers
All my **** fresh as fuck, I could drip a puddle
Scrape another pot, I'm trying to really bubble
Now all my karma catchin' up, now I know who I really fuck with
Got it off the muscle, really in the jungle
The way your family set you up, tell me who really love you
On that Ricky Rozay, 'cause every day I hustle
And ain't no tellin' what's to come, because I'm really thuggin'
[Verse 4]
Part up a three in the Tahitian, lost two of my creatures
In the last couple of days, the family been grievin'
They took one of my closest ****, put two in his dome
The third time I went to jail was with Pook and Jerome
The sent my **** Pook upstate, did a deuce for the chrome
Seen my **** Rome laid out in a funeral home
From one bullet to the neck, left his two kids behind
He killed three, four **** and never did no time
The last three people he robbed, two of 'em pressed charges
One of 'em died, they had a shootout in a red Charger
Two weeks ago, I seen the car window with spider webs
Burned up in a field with three bullet holes in the driver's side
Two days ago, nephew got questioned by the homicide
They lookin' for him and his older brother on his momma's side
You know the one who talk a lot and be doin' the most
Don't ever post them guns up, but keep two in the tote
[Verse 5]
The four pound was a stick, I'm in your town, then I skip
Solo, Greyhound, you never did that shit
High fives with the liqs', I'm in the crib at the Six
Was in the hood kissing babies, and taking flicks
It's Charlie Pope, I'm fully woke
Fully had a scope, I'm the best against the ropes
She felt my vibe, then I hit her throat
I'll probably hit your coat
Was in the field, young ****, streets was the culture
[Verse 6]
Putting up numbers
**** missing summers
All my **** fresh as fuck, I could drip a puddle
Scrape another pot, I'm trying to really bubble
Now all my karma catchin' up, now I know who I really fuck with
Got it off the muscle, really in the jungle
The way your family set you up, tell me who really love you
On that Ricky Rozay, 'cause every day I hustle
And ain't no tellin' what's to come, because I'm really thuggin'
Written by: Charles Salley, Demetrius Robinson, James Clay Jones III, Rory William Quigley
