j. ban perfect summer şarkı sözleri

Let me tell you my idea of a perfect summer Trying to come up From May to August on the grind, yeah Let me tell you my idea of a perfect summer Trying to come up From May to August on the grind, yeah Let me tell you my idea of a perfect summer Trying to come up From May to August on the grind Please don’t waste my time with that fake shit And don’t fill my mind with your toxic ways bitch I’m locked in right now and I threw away the keys Playing double up by Nipsey As I blaze this weed Overthinking shit, I need to get this green I need to feed my team, I need to feed my family Without them I really don’t know what could’ve happened These boys could’ve caught me lacking in the parking lot Trying to explain like really, this all I got All summer, put my heart and soul in this music I’m empty inside but when I write This shit therapeutic These boys squares Repping different colors like a Rubik Sunday night cruise, hot boxing Ruben’s Buick My dog flag blue cuz, you know how we do it It’s the summer so you know my crew getting to it Trying to get it From May to August on the grind, yeah Let me tell you my idea of a perfect summer Trying to come up From May to August on the grind, yeah Hundred degrees, breeze flows through the window As I roll them down, you see smoke and smell the indo That’s just me And I’m enjoying this perfect summer Trying to get bands playing beats like a drummer Trying to build, but the devil fucking up the structure So I rise above before he try to put me under Seen em take a L and leave like KD with the thunder We solid on this side and I put that on my mother Paint the sky blue, Rest In Peace Nipsey Hussle Gave us free game I face the world with all these troubles 2 Words, hustle and motivate It's off the muscle Overtime, that’s how I knew This marathon continues And it's like a clock This shit it never stops I got the game on lock Try to curse me off the top This verse is worth millions Should I stuff it in the socks I’m spitting facts So my fans bump this on the block It’s the summer so you know my crew getting to it Trying to get it From May to August on the grind, yeah Let me tell you my idea of a perfect summer Trying to come up From May to August on the grind, yeah Yeah
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