One Summer

Quincy, tell em
One phone, one line all summer
One take on life, cant **** up
One take on life, cant **** up
This that Michael Owen, 96 til 02
Gettin packs, formation, 4-4-2
They just dog food, I be soul food, ah
And this is way before I sold food
Bitches ****in up my whole mood, tellin me Im so rude
I tell em I aint regular, tell em Im a cold dude
You dont get far in life bein nice
Cause these people, yeah, they feeble, yeah , they evil
They dont want a real come up, trappin til its sun up
Lappy with a copper, never home for supper
Missed dinner every day, its been like four summers
Balenciaga runners, still I do the run up
I watch real juggers make it, then they plummet
We have meetings with the bruddas like a summit
They lookin for attention, bro, just burnin
We got a lot to lose, Im consistent with the onions
Breakin dem without the tears, breakin bread with all my peers
Panicked couple times but you know, its only God I fear
Cause I bleed like you bleed, only Im in seventh gear
I got Calvins on my underwear
No, literally, I got that Calvin in my underwear
And they shifty, you know, I dont give no fund to scares
Officers askin if I got the gear
Sorry constable, I got difficulties, I cant hear
And the cloth they made me from, yeah, its kinda rare
And the cloth they made me from, yeah, its kinda rare
Uh, and its kinda rare
Uh, oh yeah, and its kinda rare
One phone, one line all summer
One take on life, cant **** up
I bone one night, no hug ups
I take this cash, all one up
One phone, one line all summer
One take on life, cant **** up
I bone one night, no hug ups
I take this cash, all one up
I dont really care about post codes
Ask RB, I get them packs sold
Any size, I bag those, every time, I bag loads
Lifestyle private, I aint gotta brag, bro
Cause braggin what they always do
Contemplatin on the half a food
Should I shot it? Should I stop it?
And the shot aint for a fashion, they got points to prove
Now we aint got points to lose
Just how we used in this life of sin
Little jiggas runnin round puttin knife to skin
Goin school up in the mornin, readin Mice and Men
Grab the re and get the price on them
Comin to the table, bring a slice, my friend
And they do it for the net, yeah, they wanna trend
And I do it for the tune cause I got guap to spend
All these headers really made us all from boys to men
Yeah, boys to men
We aint talkin boybands
Hit him in his vehicle, Troy Ave
I know akhs that do it point-blank
Were all just little fishes in this whole tank
But me, Im a lion in this jungle
Ah, Huncho, yeah, I gotta eat
Ah, and my brothers, yeah, they lions too
They claimin that they know me, but they envy me
One phone, one line all summer
One take on life, cant **** up
I bone one night, no hug ups
I take this cash, all one up
One phone, one line all summer
One take on life, cant **** up
I bone one night, no hug ups
I take this cash, all one up
All this losing sight *** *, thats bull****, fam
Mans winnin out here