Yeah (Summer time)

I was fightin' for my life in the summer time
Niggas always tryna catch me when I'm doin' right
It get the hottest down in August
Why niggas gotta die in every July?
Oh, oh, oh, woah

Even though it's hot out here, I'm still gon' be a criminal
Come and check my temperature
spent fever in the Gucci store
Assassination artist, flippin', make that shit flawless
Dirty bands in your hands, out the dumpster
Don't understand how business work
It's the youngster mindset, my mind set about that action
I'm tryna flex and have sex, fuck is taxes?
Spendin' it all on the drop, then watch, the Rollie
I was livin' the dream
Takin' the tips and I'm dodgin' the rent
'Cause I live with my team, ride for my team, yeah
Makin' me greens, profit was green, I need more 'reens
Ballin' the finals, I'm takin' the finals
The scholar, the league, champion, king, yeah
Big mojo, but my fomo was hittin'
I went loco with my promo, but bi-locals was missin'
Tryna hold onto my home bro, but don't see me as a local
Guess my lens is more bifocal, 'cause our focus is different
When that sun is out, niggas still wearin' all black
Show some unity, I might just call up ALLBLACK
Jigga Juice with me, he gon' hear it, all that
With the season mean to you?
Can't find one, then fall back

I was fightin' for my life in the summer time
Niggas always tryna catch me when I'm doin' right
It get the hottest down in August
Why niggas gotta die in every July?
Oh, oh, oh, woah