July by Kadar M. Lyrics
[Verse 1]
July said she loved/liked me-
I considered leaving her on read
In the middle of summer feeling that sultry air
Beautiful morning bloom and tan lines
It’s nine in the after noon and sometimes
I wonder what it means to see through my dreams
I’ve been transparent i was torn from seams
Loosened-up by these these heat waves
You stay inside, ponder on old days
I’m on the beach, plotting on new waves
It’s summer time, when the ladies gets the craziest
When I’m on my grind and those bums get the laziest, Ooou
Writing spells, then poof
Tops disappearing
My head start spinning
Boom that nipple was proof
The fourth came up in sparks
Spending time at the park
With July and she bomb
You wouldn’t know her
She ain’t from ‘round these parts
All this inspiration and I got
Writers cough
[Verse 2]
I’m choking on the spit I’m dealing-I need an extra bucket
These beats keep shifting but I’m too broke for plugins
Take a look outside
It’s straight gorgeous
But I got ashy out her
Asking where the whore is
That’s not what’s important
Master art of copping
Creating bonds that potent
Looking back there’s nothing worth the notice
YOULL FEEL LIKE YOUR FLYING IN THE MOMENT
July said she loved/liked me-
I considered leaving her on read
In the middle of summer feeling that sultry air
Beautiful morning bloom and tan lines
It’s nine in the after noon and sometimes
I wonder what it means to see through my dreams
I’ve been transparent i was torn from seams
Loosened-up by these these heat waves
You stay inside, ponder on old days
I’m on the beach, plotting on new waves
It’s summer time, when the ladies gets the craziest
When I’m on my grind and those bums get the laziest, Ooou
Writing spells, then poof
Tops disappearing
My head start spinning
Boom that nipple was proof
The fourth came up in sparks
Spending time at the park
With July and she bomb
You wouldn’t know her
She ain’t from ‘round these parts
All this inspiration and I got
Writers cough
[Verse 2]
I’m choking on the spit I’m dealing-I need an extra bucket
These beats keep shifting but I’m too broke for plugins
Take a look outside
It’s straight gorgeous
But I got ashy out her
Asking where the whore is
That’s not what’s important
Master art of copping
Creating bonds that potent
Looking back there’s nothing worth the notice
YOULL FEEL LIKE YOUR FLYING IN THE MOMENT