Dear Summer

Wrote this love story about you, as I sit on the crate Memories are memories, about the women I date Sitting late, drinking liquor & smoking a eight My job ain't shit, looking out the window, on break Can't wait to get out, chilling with the homies at the park Smoke depress away, lit a candle in the dark Gotta watch for the shooters, shit happen when you walk You ain't from here nigga, so you gotta watch how you talk Seen shit, i won't speak about it, it's burning my eyes Always fucking up the mood, you always blowing my high Got the answer & you still always asking me why How can I help you out, if you don't even try Lead a helping hand, but they always take me for granted Having me in your corner, always seem like advantage I'm on fire, independent, shit I can't even manage I wanna love her, but I can't, cause she comes off as damage I hope you hear me Dear Summer, I ain't missing the cold Dear Summer, I ain't missing these hoes Dear Summer, I'm a chill with the bros Dear Summer, getting high when you low Dear Summer, I'm a stick to the code Dear Summer, stick up kid gon catch him a lick Dear Summer, he gon sell him a brick Dear Summer, I'm a give you a fix Dear Summer, as we pray on our knees Dear Summer, it's a hundred degrees I'm sorry my love, I'm sorry my mother, I'm sorry my brother, I'm sorry my kids, I'm sorry sister I'm sorry my father, I'm sorry my cousin, I'm sorry my aunt, I'm sorry my uncle, I'm my nigga This shit real, this basically my last song This some music, just latch on Some shit to fall back on I never thought I will retire, off something that I inspired This something that gave my drive Ever felt a love so real, that it's changing your life So many people left you dry, now you figure what's right Dead presidents in pockets, was my only fortune Than I flip a quarter in a well, now making a wish Minor set back for comeback, I'm up on my shit Im motivated off reflections, shit I Am What I miss Gangsta! Give a hand, I bet they wanting a arm Wake up late for your dream, should've set an alarm Life a marathon, one step, I'm trying out last And for that 3k, some will label you outkast Shit is deeper than is, don't let go them abuse you If the shoe fits than wear it, than do what suits you If you got what they want, than they trying to use you Make them think they won, than that's when they lose you Diamond under ground, thinking what's under Poetry about my life, Mae Francis, Dear Summer Dear Summer, I ain't missing the cold Dear Summer, I ain't missing these hoes Dear Summer, I'm a chill with the bros Dear Summer, getting high when you low Dear Summer, I'm a stick to the code Dear Summer, stick up kid gon catch him a lick Dear Summer, he gon sell him a brick Dear Summer, I'm a give you a fix Dear Summer, as we pray on our knees Dear Summer, it's a hundred degrees