Текст песни Summer Breeze - Cashoutt Chris

Summer breeze
Plenty cheese
Wants and needs
Foreign keys
These other niggas want it
But I call it greed
I'm giving out the game foo Without a fee
Love the grind
Invest time
Get the shine
Simple facts
Inspirited
Motivate
Treat the game like these bitches
And you penetrate
I love the beats
More than streets
My inner peace

Is these niggas really friends
Or they enemies

They plot moves
I keep it cool
Until that moment
Then I'm sparking all my power tools

I keep it gutta
I want ya mother
Keep on calling me her son
But I tell a shutter

I'm in the wind
Prepared to win
Got to a hundred in my pocket
But I put in ten

That gas low
My lasso
Rapped around real tight
Around yo bitch throat

Don't ride waves
I got to boat

It's time to be for real
Like the blue notes
And Harold Melvin

What chu selling
I'm selling dreams

What you doin with my bitch
I say not a thing

I don't wanna be a couple
This was just a fling

Let's get it right
Can't spend the night
If I crash any longer ima hit it twice

Watch ya mouth
Quit getting smart
Treat these bitches like they fishes
Cuz I keep them caught

What's on ya mind
Neva mind
Keep asking all these questions
I'm a stop replying

I'm chillin out
You on the couch

Quit complaining about yo life
When you missing out

No doubt
All cream
Have you ever seen the work weighted on a triple beam

Big scale
False tales
You niggas capping what you rapping
I can fuckin tell

Self estimate low
You letting me know

You niggas ugly in the mirror
Like a teen hoe

On a sitcom

Fuck with me nigga
Go to St John's

In a body bag
You pussy niggas trash

Turn yo ass into a shirt
Or a hashtag

I'm on now
I'm on later

Yeah I had plenty stops
But it's my elevator

Yeah I relapse
Never collapse

Don't hate when you see me
Only hand claps

No hate when you see me
Only hand claps

Catch me in the summer breeze