letra de summertime - young blake
[verse 1:young blake]
getting money from the old way
you wanna be me
put the x on your face and then ya talk to me
so far from the dbt you think you better than me ?
oh no no u’r high as f-ck ! man i said it to ya
high rap singin, hot nights p-ssing hot b-tches f-ckin’
cause the real world is dying
trynna get high when the day is over
u’r girl trynna call ya but y don’t wanna talk to her
mo money mo problems that’s what i can say
sell dope to feed yo family that’s what you say
trynna make a good day form a sh-tty yesterday
trynna make more people happy then yesterday
yesterday was a day and now it’s another
think about your future and not something other
[verse 2:young blake]
they said i can’t rap because i’m still young
i’m not a f-cking n-gga but my flows are up
6 oc on the morning they knock on the door
and put my white face on the floor
they askin’ about the murder but i ain’t say nothing back
i’d rather die like a man than live like a coward
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