80 DEGREES

Seasons changing, summer starts to leave Autumn falls on me, fall, winter, and spring Eighty degrees, warmin' up for me I fell deep, sun ain't have to leave Open my eyes and see We will float over water, leaning into shore As we make our nirvana, sacred, so pure Lift up the child, I know we will Call me Rod Wave got my paper up Told them I don't care hit them with a shrug All this money in my account can never get stuck Doing all these drugs lean in a double cup You know I be P Diddy Rich, But I can never go and slap someone's shit, Got the Raiders hat straight outta lids, Look at my bank account, could never be a snitch Ramps on the block, he look like a rat, Old hats, disgusting vows, shit, youngins wear that, These days you can't stay shit, Or you off the map, can't wait the day I can't stay shit Got no space or flat, Undercover, look I'm pop pop, Blow up like the candy rock, Still gotta keep a lock, Never on nobody block, Never even robbed a shop Yes I have a gun shot, Yes I ran from the cops, Never had to shoot no ops Eighty degrees, warmin' up for me I fell deep, sun ain't have to leave Open my eyes and see We will float over water, leaning into shore As we make our nirvana, sacred, so pure Lift up the child, I know we will