I find comfort in these memories of my sorrows in reflections
Seen those harder days so I could recognize the blessings
Soon as I get mine it ain't no telling where I plan to go
Won't take this shit for granted though
I wrote these poems To keep me going through the melancholy
Instead of prolly
Popping led for props swerving down the Grove ahead of Fedarale
With the slumming niggas from around the way
They some naughty fellas
Man
But those my fucking brothers 'cause they fled beside me
Safe to say this rapping shit progressed into a better hobby
Never pushed the weight 'cause since a younging I was hella scrawny
I'm tryna shoulder press
The whole globe with this bone and flesh on me
Feeling heavy need to slow the reps
My slender frame used to get me so depressed
Wished the chicks would notice less
So even in the summers I would overdress
Bundled up in class tryna get the top below the desk
Back when I would prolly sell my soul if I could hold a breast
For now I fuck the game while I'm at home in sweats
Seen so many heroes make it out the hood but ain't nobody show the steps
I'm waiting on my stairway to glory
And watching mumble rappers getting airplay before me
Shit, Fuck
It all goes down in the summertime
All goes down in the, in the
It all goes down in the summertime
The energy I'm on it won't be long before I'm caking off this rapping here
Just hope my nigga CABBIE got the sample clear
So I can race the Caddy off a decked out mansion with a Chandelier
Holding my shorty's thighs tryna use the other hand to steer
And she a diamond chick
5'6, fine as shit
Rolling with the skinny son of Silverstone that rhyme legit
Though between the music where our time is split
She remaining patient 'cause she see this my passion and she acknowledge it
And I be feeling on her 'cause I love the texture
Dark skinned glowing on the daily darling look at how the summer bless ya
This for niggas hardly fitting in and feeling under pressure
Never change ya ways but maybe I ain't really one to lecture
In my dumber days did double dares
Getting into slum affairs to slide the lunch table rep a couple chairs
Where momma packed me apple juice and crumble squares
On these troubled streets where I resort to aspiration to numb the scares
When I was hooping didn't get a ton of stares
I been chasing Dreams so fucking long think I prolly need lung repairs
Just take a breathe and watch the vision come alive
Stone Summers Twenty two hope imma see twenty five
Nigga
It all goes down in the summertime
All goes down in the
It all goes down in the summertime
'Cause me and mine been doing numbers
Like yeah
We came a long way from young slummers
Like yeah
I got a banging joint for the summer right here
Tell the people waiting on me it's gon' be a nice year
I sad me and mine been doing numbers
Like yeah
We came a long way from young slummers
Like yeah
I got a banging joint for the summer right here
Tell the people waiting on me it's gon' be a nice year
Thank You