Lyrics Toasts - Paulo Leon

I thought I knew
But summers falling up again
Some lanes, complain I cannot be under sunrays
I thought I knew
But summer camp is all year round
Come down
Locked in, rotten but im safe now

Bastard child story man 'this life is what it be
Imma talk my shit, tell you something about me
Never had no pops no nigga ever son me
I wanna be paid in full
Ugh, boy you just a sunny
Know you think its funny
Be in struggle, rob for money
Sad days with sad chunes
Good days with bad goons
Dark places, dark thoughts
All up in my damn room
Tell me if there's room, for da room
Bigger sweepstakes than the broom
Grab the cash then zoom
Tabernacle preaching while there's tabs up in this room
You aint' on my planet not even when you on some shrooms
Check all up em like some old school zooms
Ebony and ivory
You cannot disguise the reach
Way ahead of you niggas trust me this aint no rivalry
You the bigger nigga but trust ther aint no sizing me
Isosceles I keep on bossing up u can not boss with me

I thought I knew
But summers falling up again
Some lanes, complain I cannot be under sunrays
I thought I knew
But summer camp is all year round
Come down
Locked in, rotten but im safe now

Do I feel like
Imma Junk food junkie
What a chump
Get your fucking Bagging up out the truck
It's time to get up
I'm not tryna tryna rhyme just save the love
I'm not tryna call to face my flaws
You can save me tomorrow
Ms. Andy Warhol I cant stand you this way
I couldn't pay her to stay
I ain't paving the way
I wish I wouldn't fade all away
James harden 3 points fading away

I swear life is like a nympho
The way she fuck me up I swear its like this instrumental
Feeling of your jaws clenching tight between your dentals
Feelings hard for you to fend those
Think of the easy route you cant bend those
I ain't gonna' stop telling my life through instrumentals
In a way kind fucks me good just like a ny mpho
People tuning in like its some brand new info
Not even knowing that its my heart you tapping into
Judge my past but not my present
It's a present of my presents
Imma king
They gon' try to frame me just like a good peasant
Imma king but the gon' try to frame me jiust like a good peasant

I thought I knew
But summers falling up again
Some lanes, complain I cannot be under sunrays
I thought I knew
But summer camp is all year round
Come down
Locked in, rotten but I'm safe now