Endless Summer [Remix]

Look, uh (yeah) I've been getting paid for like seven whole summers (Summers) Workin' like a slave, won't sleep until the sun up (Woo) Fire in the booth, turn this bitch into a sauna (Yeah) Movin' like a hot boy, certified stunner (Yeah) I'm the best in the game, so these niggas try one-up Got your girl in the Range, she just lookin' for a come up I don't even know her name, but she still gettin' done up You are not with the gang, homie, you never one of us (No, never) They tryna take me under (Under) It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder (It makes me wonder) Will the pain ever number? I be thankin' God we survived those summers The block is so hot, concrete made his back burn Knock 'em off his feet, now that should make his ass learn In front of police 'cause they still makin' fat earns What type of beast gon' blast when your back's turned? I wish I could get through this feeling This feeling, this feeling I wish I could get through this feeling This feeling, this feeling Egyptian mathematics Colonizers and laughin' at African magic, turned to a habit Nigga, don't make pull a hat out a rabbit Ring doomed to a fascist-sized royalty and that's just a classic I was debating taking masterclasses But the slavemasters manufactured the plastic, I peep the tactics And it's still happenin' You not welcome here, you and your Black skin Blood, DNA, and the fabric was on the block playin' Badminton They just mad 'cause I act different Runnin' with my pants with the patches, your floors pretty You can wear the pageant Paleolithic, I'm too Jurassic for these niggas, been the baddest Induce electric feel with a magnet Your boy Jay and he really has it The weekdays put me in a weak daze Me, Raury and Joey all on the same track And we back at it, that's the true meaning of Black magic, what up? No gravity, Wavy Baby, the icon So happily spit a verse as long as a python You can't understand the heights that my kites on Cleaning out your lyrics with lysol This is like Fight Club, for the written words, spit a poem in reverse You probably couldn't spit a verse Yeah, you did it but I did it first If I'm lookin' for a copycat, I never gotta search, it's right here Man, I can make the pain disappear for your nightmares Psilocybin dreams when I cry tears Light years away from the Earth and I'm flying in the higher sphere Criteria's too serious, I told you niggas The flow has grown delirious Flow pyramid, the Sphinx's water erosion with no ocean I swear your mind's a slow poke, and I'm not jokin' And if the hook wasn't comin', I'd be still goin' I wish I could get through this feeling This feeling, this feeling I wish I could get through this feeling This feeling, this feeling Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh The Hills can't hold me I sip slow, your window hit with rocks I'm throwing Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh I swear I'll ring your doorbell, girl, your momma knows me But I'll probably just go walk home all alone and feel the breeze (ayy, yeah, uh) I get the pen and paper going 'cause it feeds my needs A young sophisticated one, only queens could see A Bleeze with ease, into a nice evening If Shangri-La, nirvana, heaven rest between her knees, I need to see Need my wings, I need to eat I need completed pictures Memories is fading, ah, babe, you know I'm crazy In eternal summer hazes I know a lotta figures checking 'cause they need the king Know a lotta niggas testing but believe in me More weight than your every flow, when I sneeze, you geezer Please believe, you rolling with some Gs Louise I like to let it all burn like Ebenezer Give a speech on my Martin Luther Lose a tooth inside the booth And you know we only spitting the truth Indigo vision, you living proof, ayy, waddup? I don't wanna roll 'round, lie again FaceTime, we was cryin' Fallin' asleep in the sky again Every other month I've been runnin' my routes all day Tryna get paid and lamp in the shade Mrs. Trippy Summer New Wave Hippy Parade And I'm 'bout to tie-dye to the stage Hey, hey, hey, hey