Summer time
Riding 'round a cali street feel like I just might spend a dime
Living lavishly how high can I climb
Witness passion
Top quality, riding that expensive transit
Handle it
Spit up on the beat, make a new demanding
Game got my pockets thick
Think I'ma need a damn elastic
We shoot the feel
Bet back doing it for real
You might want to go attend the practice work up on them skills
Ay
Picture us flying private made real
Rolling by in a sky jet with no deal
Big bands play the streets it's all profit
Speak the words to the people game is tight think I might jus pop it
An if ya girl staring I might jus pop her
Its all good it happens an she wanna call me papa
Jus stay down solid on that concrete
Ima be touching the atmosphere watch me blow up so complete
Flying
Doing
Numbers
Trying
Pursuing
No lying
One thing about it
Can't wake up broke if u don't go to sleep poor
Don't ever stop the hustle
No no no
Can I
Can I
Look so fly
Can I
Can I
Hold up let's go apply
Pressure
Pull up in a old school Ford or chevy
American made with this grind
Im tryna provide for a dream apply the pressure
Watch how you gone be shining when your timing
Hit
Perfectly
Don't ever question this shit
Stick to the script
Focus the energy
Like how hard can you really work for one dream
Do you really care or is it all for a approval rating
Uh
I don't give a f*ck
Reminisce on them younger years I recall how we used to look up
At the sky
On a day 85
Degrees in July
Walk by
The lake front or kick it by the park airplanes go by
Skateboard to the future Milwaukee is on my Mind
I'm gonna' kill it don't need a co-sign from no one to comply
I'm on my own back hustling I got too much spine
Flying
Doing
Numbers
Trying
Pursuing
No lying
One thing about it
Can't wake up broke if u don't go to sleep poor
Don't ever stop the hustle
No no no
I know you
Know me too
An the summer is coming
Oh try to stay cool
Ima get the game on lock
Ima shut em down
An secure my spot
Rest assured bet a thousand on me
We gon bust it down player shit
I got it so lovely
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Summer time
Riding 'round a cali street feel like I just might spend a dime
Living lavishly how high can I climb
Witness passion
Top quality, riding that expensive transit
Handle it
Spit up on the beat, make a new demanding
Game got my pockets thick
Think I'ma need a damn elastic
We shoot the feel
Bet back doing it for real
You might want to go attend the practice work up on them skills
Ay
Picture us flying private made real
Rolling by in a sky jet with no deal
Big bands play the streets it's all profit
Speak the words to the people game is tight think I might jus pop it
An if ya girl staring I might jus pop her
Its all good it happens an she wanna call me papa
Jus stay down solid on that concrete
Ima be touching the atmosphere watch me blow up so complete
Flying
Doing
Numbers
Trying
Pursuing
No lying
One thing about it
Can't wake up broke if u don't go to sleep poor
Don't ever stop the hustle
No no no
Can I
Can I
Look so fly
Can I
Can I
Hold up let's go apply
Pressure
Pull up in a old school Ford or chevy
American made with this grind
Im tryna provide for a dream apply the pressure
Watch how you gone be shining when your timing
Hit
Perfectly
Don't ever question this shit
Stick to the script
Focus the energy
Like how hard can you really work for one dream
Do you really care or is it all for a approval rating
Uh
I don't give a f*ck
Reminisce on them younger years I recall how we used to look up
At the sky
On a day 85
Degrees in July
Walk by
The lake front or kick it by the park airplanes go by
Skateboard to the future Milwaukee is on my Mind
I'm gonna' kill it don't need a co-sign from no one to comply
I'm on my own back hustling I got too much spine
Flying
Doing
Numbers
Trying
Pursuing
No lying
One thing about it
Can't wake up broke if u don't go to sleep poor
Don't ever stop the hustle
No no no
I know you
Know me too
An the summer is coming
Oh try to stay cool
Ima get the game on lock
Ima shut em down
An secure my spot
Rest assured bet a thousand on me
We gon bust it down player shit
I got it so lovely
Riding 'round a cali street feel like I just might spend a dime
Living lavishly how high can I climb
Witness passion
Top quality, riding that expensive transit
Handle it
Spit up on the beat, make a new demanding
Game got my pockets thick
Think I'ma need a damn elastic
We shoot the feel
Bet back doing it for real
You might want to go attend the practice work up on them skills
Ay
Picture us flying private made real
Rolling by in a sky jet with no deal
Big bands play the streets it's all profit
Speak the words to the people game is tight think I might jus pop it
An if ya girl staring I might jus pop her
Its all good it happens an she wanna call me papa
Jus stay down solid on that concrete
Ima be touching the atmosphere watch me blow up so complete
Flying
Doing
Numbers
Trying
Pursuing
No lying
One thing about it
Can't wake up broke if u don't go to sleep poor
Don't ever stop the hustle
No no no
Can I
Can I
Look so fly
Can I
Can I
Hold up let's go apply
Pressure
Pull up in a old school Ford or chevy
American made with this grind
Im tryna provide for a dream apply the pressure
Watch how you gone be shining when your timing
Hit
Perfectly
Don't ever question this shit
Stick to the script
Focus the energy
Like how hard can you really work for one dream
Do you really care or is it all for a approval rating
Uh
I don't give a f*ck
Reminisce on them younger years I recall how we used to look up
At the sky
On a day 85
Degrees in July
Walk by
The lake front or kick it by the park airplanes go by
Skateboard to the future Milwaukee is on my Mind
I'm gonna' kill it don't need a co-sign from no one to comply
I'm on my own back hustling I got too much spine
Flying
Doing
Numbers
Trying
Pursuing
No lying
One thing about it
Can't wake up broke if u don't go to sleep poor
Don't ever stop the hustle
No no no
I know you
Know me too
An the summer is coming
Oh try to stay cool
Ima get the game on lock
Ima shut em down
An secure my spot
Rest assured bet a thousand on me
We gon bust it down player shit
I got it so lovely
Writer: Oliver Lee
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