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letra de no summer love - franc grams

ft. jus cuz

seasons switching, now n-gg-s is leaving b-tches
now she is tripping soon as she begin to see the difference
a home girl called her, told her that she seen him slipping
out with these sleezy chickens, windows on the v tinted
he been tricking for months now, but he slick, don’t trip
when seeing chicks now he can’t seem to resist it
the short skirts come out, the inner flirt jump out
on club, summer nights when the homies all bug out
his lady stressing like she maybe could’ve guessed it
heard a rumor long ago ’bout how he played all his exes
she met him in the winter, was guessing he’s a winner
all the texting and the dinners but he’s just another n-gg- now
it’s about may, memorial day, when for n-gg-s the b-tches change but the story remains
when the cuddling season’s over, the cuddlers part ways
girls come up on heartbreaks but it’ll be ok

as soon as summer comes
no such thing as make-believe
no more winter love
that just ain’t the place for it
all we got is flow with that
drink, spill that, no feelings
ain’t no summer love
it ain’t happening, no attachments
throw our actions
ain’t no summer love

stress about the time, all the dimes you ain’t seen
for the past like six months, find some time to be free
did you invest in some n-gg-, he who lied and deceived
now she’s searching for a chub she hopes to find on the scene
one to ease the pain, you know the sh-t, ignorant
instagram pictures with n-gg-s she been out sipping with
throwing slick jabs, no tags on that sh-t
for the love of game even f-cked a couple n-gg-s, sh-t
gathering the girls, tryna show him where she at
went and bought an outfit that she know will give him that
she hoping that he feels the pain, hopes to get him back
it’s ironic how she push away in hopes to get him back
sh-t, throw the swag, just how it go
in the winter was wify sh-t, now they hoes
and now they chilling with your ex b-tches
guess it’s therapy for upset b-tches when you with the next b-tches

when those long days and sun sets in
full of all of those long nights of drunk texting
and all of them long fights like all night
the makeup, the breakups, wait, i got one question
she like, ‘you told me that you loved me
well, baby, is it real or is it circ-mstantial?
’cause i gave you my heart once, now it hurts to hand you
’cause you broke it to pieces and now it hurts to chance you
’cause i was hateful here through every single word you ran through
and my friends call me stupid when they seen you
i stayed when i ain’t need to, n-gg-s told me you ain’t in to
i just cry because i love you, stuck around in hopes to see you
be a better man, sh-t, i even let my parents meet you
now you quiet like the silence that help
how ’bout those promises you made, was it some lies you would tell?
was this love, really, or am i just a dime in your belt?
all you saying is that you need time to yourself’

as soon as summer comes

- franc grams

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