Lyrics SLUMMER 4 JUNKIES - Killer Mike

Summer was when you really grew up, became a man
But it slipped through your fingers so quick
The only thing you had left to hold onto was the memories
Stay high and holy
Ain't into watches, don't mind a Rollie
I ain't a pastor, you bastards
I keep a black pistol-i
Chubby young dick, talk slick
Rollin' like roly-poly
15, My girlfriend was thick and she would slowly blow me
I would beat it down
When she come around, she was down
She would help me sack up my niece in town
She was fine
I was in my feelings
I was out my mind
It's that, it's that, it's that teenage love
Makin' love, no glove
It's that, it's that, it's that fortune money
Gotta get it up
It's that, it's that I still feel like we still killed our baby girl
It's that, it's that it get worser, had a baby by her cub
It's that finally understand why women go to church and hum
You can hear them with a hurt so deep
Their heart can't come back from
Smile and make each other crumble, could not overcome the slum
I remember the last time that we made love on my mama's sofa
Told me she was pregnant by this older nigga and it's over
It's over
Promises
Promises, promises, promises, promises, promises, promises
Promises
Promises
Promises, promises, promises, promises, promises, promises
Promises
Promises
Promises, promises, promises, promises, promises, promises
Promises
Promises, promises, promises, promises
A couple summers and our teenage love had turned to something slummer
I couldn't love her like I used to
She's somebody's baby mama
But she called me to come over when she go to see her mama
And we make love and she talk about her stress and all her drama
As the project light would shine through the project
Window blinds, I would slowly stroke her body
I would pick and poke her mind
I asked her, "What you gonna be?" And she said, "Michael, I'm gonna be
Fine." Told me with my brilliant mind, "You gon' be better than fine
" Told me I had places to travel and she really wasn't into flyin'
Told me I was more than a dope boy
Don't follow the deaf, dumb and blind
Then seen her a couple of times and told her, "Hey
Baby, I owe you." She hugged me, held on me tight
"You did it, Michael
I told you
You did it, Michael
I told you." Promises
Promises, promises, promises, promises, promises, promises
Promises
Promises
Promises, promises, promises, promises, promises, promises
So many promises
Promises
Promises
Promises, promises, promises, promises
Promises
Promises
Promises, promises, promises, promises
So many promises
Promises
So many promises
Yeah, yeah
Promises
So many promises
So many promises
Yeah, yeah
So many promises
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Ooh
Promises, promises, promises
I remember you called and said, "Michael, I am pregnant."
I responded, "Baby girl, a baby girl might be a blessin'
" And I ain't Usher, baby, but this here is my confession
I must own it, I didn't want it
Even now, I know I'm flexin' 'cause all that
Raw dog sexin', I knew I would get you pregnant
And all this teenage love is really just about possessin'
They call it adolescence 'cause we learnin' adult lessons
And I ain't grown because I roll some stones and carry weapons
I was rubbin' on your tummy when your mommy asked for money
Told me your procedure's Monday and she gon' need like 400
And had I known your mother weren't gon' never
Let you keep it, I wouldn't have told my partners
Woulda kept that news a secret
Wouldn't have told nobody
Woulda kept it to myself
Ooh
Wouldn't have told nobody
Woulda kept it to myself
Kept it to myself
Wouldn't have told nobody
Woulda kept it to myself
Ooh
Promise I wouldn't
I wouldn't have told nobody
Woulda kept it to myself
Ooh
You thought you meant every word you said back then
So did she
But when you're that young, you'll promise anything
You'll promise the world even if you
Don't really know what that means
That sure sounds good though
But as much as you hold on, some things are still out of your control
Getting older, reality hits you from every direction
People aren't who you thought they were
And you know?
You might not be who you set out to be either
But we do the best we can with what we have and try to show love
Something for addicts
Something for users
Something for junkies and the substance abusers
Something for car wash
Something for Shade Tree
Some for my Uncle Jeff
He died and ain't paid me
Something for kinfolks in front of my storefront
Shout out to Terrance's dad
I never hit your blunts 'cause that was them blow blunts
That wasn't no 'dro blunts
That was them geek junts and I got slipped one
Man, I was geeked once
Man, that was no fun
I had to call mom 'cause I'm the niece son
She said, "Stay calm
Chill out and eat, son." Laughed at me later on
Said, "You was just geeked, son." This is for geek monsters
This is for junkies too
What Ready Runner did DMX did somebody do to you?
Hey, this is for the J's workin' hard to get paid
Pay them fair wage and do not treat your people like slaves
Something for junkies
Something for losers, addicts and users.Substance abusers
This is something for junkies
Something for losers
Addicts and users
Substance abusers
This is something for junkies
Something for junkies
Something for junkies
This is something for junkies
Something for junkies
Something for junkies
This is something for junkies
Something for junkies
Written something for junkies
Something for junkies
Something for junkies
Woke up straight
Trap was great
Counting my money
Had a quick convo with my auntie, the junkie
I tell her, "Baby, you been going too hard lately
See, you like 60, baby, but you been looking 80."
She said, "Shit, Michael, I been smoking since '80
Before the shooters, back when they still called it free
Basing." She closed her eyes, fantasized about better
Times when she was beautiful, fine and still snorting line
She told me stories of glory, the club Sans Souci
Atlanta nightlife was glamour, rich, Black, bougie
A damn movie
She says puffing a damn loosie
Trigger warning, the next moment she took a hit
She zoned out, came back, took a spit
Looked at me and said, "All of y'all got the same
Shit." She said, "Michael, you say you love me
I know you mean it 'cause you still treat your
Junkie auntie like a human being." Everyday people
I, I'm everyday people
Looking for the highlight
Oh
You're the child of the most high
There is no high higher, and in fact
The high you seek, you already have
It has a high no addiction can offer
It is only felt through self-love
Bless you, my child
You can run on and see what the end will be
God loves you and so do I
This is for you
This is for me
This is for everybody
Everyday people
Everyday people
Whether you're free, you gotta see it affects everybody
Everyday people
Everyday people
This is for you
This is for me
This is for everybody
Everyday people