paroles de chanson For the Summer - Chris Travis

Boy I'm on it, I never settle for slowing
We parking lot pimpin' till six up in the morning
You come up on me wrong, I promise I ain't going
It's gonna end wrong, I promise you ain't knowing
Bitches all on a G, know I'm blowing for '16
Making a big team, lil' nigga got big dreams
Don't get your dreams crushed by lying to exceed
I used be up but now I'm calmer and at ease
I think it's cause I got used to them Cali trees
But bitch I'm still Memphis so, don't try embarrass me
I was causing a scene, them niggas ain't really mean
My outfit be the reason you niggas look up to me
Publicly a beast, approach me and don't speak
Sophisticated ass freaks, my bitches do not speak
You niggas ain't on my level I think you've reached the peak
Bitch I can do numbers, [?] a lead

I kill it for the summer
Shawty you know what's up
These other niggas runners, but really can't keep up
Don't gotta do numbers
I keep my head up
Man fuck the next nigga, gotta keep my bread up