Summers by The Real Ice Cream Man Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Rolling on the floor bumping rock n roll on the radio
For the hoes who goes for a night of clubbing rubbing end up fucking
Abused and used treated like just meat
It all lies in how you dressed you see
For the people rolling up the trees
Giving no fucks but getting some
Obviously I'm doing something wrong cause I don't get none
Maybe it's because I don't commit to shit
I start something and I will never finish it
Always be the odd one out but in the end
Hoping to not play pretend
Dreams circulate and our fate rest in growth rate
Never smokey I'm too straight
I just wait for day I'm in my estate eating off a gold plate
[Verse 2]
Stumbling on this verse this song kicking my ass
Who's worse like whose who outdid whose but put JD first
Going while minds on a different fucking level now
Inspiration on my sleeves wow
I'm a fucking piece of shit
Hommie call me I got your six
From critics
Who fire that hateful spit
Hashtag nom the shit
And that's some real shit
Can't touch this
We at the top
Fuck a cop
The block party legal as a balk
Hitting blunts like a walk
Wake up check the clock
Woke up in Bangkok
Double talk
Selling letter stock
I'm in charge the fucks shell shock
Rolling on the floor bumping rock n roll on the radio
For the hoes who goes for a night of clubbing rubbing end up fucking
Abused and used treated like just meat
It all lies in how you dressed you see
For the people rolling up the trees
Giving no fucks but getting some
Obviously I'm doing something wrong cause I don't get none
Maybe it's because I don't commit to shit
I start something and I will never finish it
Always be the odd one out but in the end
Hoping to not play pretend
Dreams circulate and our fate rest in growth rate
Never smokey I'm too straight
I just wait for day I'm in my estate eating off a gold plate
[Verse 2]
Stumbling on this verse this song kicking my ass
Who's worse like whose who outdid whose but put JD first
Going while minds on a different fucking level now
Inspiration on my sleeves wow
I'm a fucking piece of shit
Hommie call me I got your six
From critics
Who fire that hateful spit
Hashtag nom the shit
And that's some real shit
Can't touch this
We at the top
Fuck a cop
The block party legal as a balk
Hitting blunts like a walk
Wake up check the clock
Woke up in Bangkok
Double talk
Selling letter stock
I'm in charge the fucks shell shock