Summer is Cancelled

Come on, just think about it before you kill about it See what's really 'bout it Chill out and analyze, tell me how you feel about it But one thing about it, I'm really 'bout it Did shit, ain't trip about it, think about it, but we wasn't just doing it to anybody Nigga, you don't get no points for no innocent bodies (Goofy) Pussy, you ain't even hear who you shot at (Pussy) In the jam, he grabbin' a bitch to shield his body All these new street niggas, they really rotten Same niggas riding around, getting high outside, killed his bro with a smile, niggas really plottin' Lot of niggas 2019 getting killed with they partners And niggas stories mixed with they body language, don't be adding up how they really rockin' In that lil' pouch, is something, arm reach where my Glock at Streets got me paranoid, what you staring for, pacing back and forth, I'ma need you to stop that I could turn nothing to something, how you top that? If I want something, it's nothing, I could cop that Humble, but you know my shit, I'll pop that Stand up straight in the Maybach, where the top at? I'm inspiration for niggas who trappin' Voice for the niggas who always get shot at I'm living proof you can get off the block It's for every hood, I don't care if you not black I been from the snake pits, to a lion's den I was in a Benz, riding with my friends Riding with FN's, cried with my mans Lives in each others hands, this is not pretend I ain't playing with emotions, I won't show my hand Give the hustle my devotion, so I know I can I ain't dealing with promotion, just so they know what I'm sayin' Need the back end 8 to 4 hours before the show when I land I hit a bug before school, bought 3 bags of chips and soda in the can Now I'm getting 30 a show and the strip club just want me to show for a 10 All these millions touch my hands, that's from taking chances Oh, they telling me I'm the man? I ain't even settle in yet Gotta get a youngin' together, they starve on the regular I came from sparkin' competitors, my life was never no regular-degular Way before records, etcetera, I was with felons and narcotic peddlers Tell them just weather the weather, the longer the storm then the better the grass gonna grow We was in the middle of wars, had guns on our waist, we was selling our bags in the snow But can't live the street life forever, it's bread or Berettas, I keep on telling them For my niggas in jail and who bitches stopped reading them letters but kept on mailing them Do this shit for the bottom, as long as I stay on top, I'ma keep y'all relevant For all my lil one's, all my friends and family, everybody I love, everybody I call blood, my people Man, I catch y'all stupid ass out here tryna kick it on these blocks, I'm hot poppin' out and hittin' you in your shit If I love you, I'm hittin' you in your shit cause that shit over with All them holes in the walls, all that weak ass shit where niggas putting them calls through, texting, all that goofy shit, man Niggas gotta play it by the rules, man People that's losing they life for shiesty shit cause niggas is scared, niggas ain't getting up tryna hit they man Niggas shootin' some craps and all kind of goofy shit and I can't be a hypocrite I can't, you know, talk about nothing nobody doing, but all this shit is cancelled Summer is cancelled