Summer's End (feat. Slugga)

Time for reflection Niggas always gotta whole lot to say But don't have half the investments Back and forth on 85, no time for the stressing Even if I gotta take it nigga imma find me a blessing. Suns out guns out I was always the smart nigga But any disrespect and we gone dumb out Soon as the sun out All the beef come out And they ain't tryna make the band when niggas bring that drum out Niggas had clips Niggas had chips We was all over the city even though we ain't have whips We was living wild We ain't have sense Looking back them was the best times even though we ain't have shit. Can't wait to make that call and tell mama I made it F*ck all the niggas that hated Your bitch say all of my songs is her favorite That why she sing along when they play it But this ain't a song along How many bitches am I gone bring along Gone of the liquor it got me thinking wrong Had to get right cuz I was living wrong I was living wrong Time for progression If you ain't living your right then why's mine in the question Don't throw rocks at the sun You niggas can't reach And you looking like sheep with all that passive aggression And we been at you niggas necks like Jim Crow Niggas ain't solid, them niggas change how the wind blow They don't know what they in for Tryna get ahead You get a lil bread and now everybody kinfolk Somethings gotta give Gotta get it by all means nigga get it how you live And don't eat where you shit Always keep a lil gas in case you have to burn a bridge Sometimes I hit the weed and I feel like I can flyyyyyy But this ain't a song along How many bitches am I gone bring along Gone of the liquor it got me thinking wrong Had to get right cuz I was living wrong How many women could I f*ck from each and every state How many of my homies gone behind a deadly fate How many P's to throwaway till I should hit the brakes Scattered thoughts fiddle through my conscious when sativa bakes Gone off that henny and remy, I'm on hemi Moving fast blowing through cash I'm on stimmy Bitches all up in my face and race who want win me Look I don't got the space nor place now gone shimmy I'm living like the opposite of right In the opposite of bright I'm the opposite of tight With the opposite of lite Or the opposite of slight Without the opposite of quite And got the opposite of spite so what that tell you huh Everything that go around come in a full sphere Which make it hard being evasive a full fare Even on bad day I'm giving a full share To a chick that need a gentleman ready to pull hair huh