Do I
Feel like
Do I
Summer time
Sun then rain
Denim jeans tearing
Do I
Feel like
The gentle breeze
Going down
On your jeans running
Ooo
Na ni na na na
naaa na
Ooo ooo
Na na na
Touch me little bit
Mask on the little stick
Light it like cockpit
Crazy like mosh pit
Too sweaty just hit a peak
So now what you telling me
Explode now eye brow on fleek
Don't get close
Don't try to seek
Pass me don't float
Im boutta flick
Ahhh
Too much talking no action
Say you with the cause still
Now your kid just shot us
Wanna talk about hope still
We gon keep
Rising
Temperature
Rising
Attitude
Dying
Better know this ain't
Lasting
Freedom need no law
And y'all
Better get out those stores
Cause
Money gon have you shot
Money gon bag us all
Summer time
Sun then rain
Denim jeans tearing
Do I
Feel like
The gentle breeze
Going down
On your jeans running
Or do I feel like
The biggest storm coming
Or do I feel like
Your little child here dying
Or do I feel like
The months are gone nothing
Or I feel like your grandmama here crying
Who do I rest on
Been out the den
Nothing like the rest
And no it depend
Would you rather have a Benz
Or a pen
Minute men merge on
You in the thick
The narcissist
Or the heretic
Immaculately gifted
Thats heaven sent
Or simply well put
Thats well practiced
And less in the status