Endless Summer (remix) (feat, Raury & Joey Bada$$)

Jaden

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    Look, yeah, uh

    I've been getting paid for like seven whole summers
    Workin' like a slave, won't sleep until the Sun up
    Fire in the booth, turn this bitch into a sauna
    Movin' like a hot boy, certified stunner
    I'm the best in the game, so these niggas tryna one up
    Catch your girl in the rain, she's just lookin' for a come up
    I don't even know her name, but she's still gettin' done up
    You are not with the gang, homie, you was never one of us
    They tryna take me under
    It's like the jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder
    Will the pain ever get number?
    I be thankin' God we survived those summers
    The block is so hot, concrete made us bad, bro
    Knock 'em off his feet, now that should make his ass run
    In front of police 'cause they still makin' fat earns
    What type of beast gon' blast on your backs turned?

    I wish I could get through this feeling
    This feeling, this feeling
    I wish I could get through this feeling
    This feeling, this feeling

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    Egyptian mathematics
    Colonizers laughin' at African magic, turned to a habit
    Nigga, don't make pull a hat out a rabbit
    Ring doomed to a fascist, royalty and that's just a classic
    What's debated takin' master classes
    But the slavemasters manufactured the plastic, I peep the tactics
    And it's still happenin'
    You not welcome here, you and your Black skin
    Blood, cotton, DNA, and the fabric was on the block playin' badminton and
    They just mad 'cause I act different
    Runnin' with my pants with the patches, the flowers pretty, you can win a pageant
    Paleolithic, I'm too Jurassic for these niggas
    Been the baddest
    Induce electric feel with the magnet
    Your boy Jay and he really has it
    The weekdays put me in a weak daze
    Me, Raury and Joey all on the same track
    And we back at it, that's the true meaning of Black magic, what up?
    No gravity, wavy baby, the icon
    So happily he spit a verse as long as a python
    You can't understand the heights that my kites on
    Cleaning out your lyrics with Lysol
    This is like Fight Club, for the written words, spit a poem in reverse
    You probably couldn't spit a verse
    Yeah, you did it but I did it first
    If I'm lookin' for a copycat, I never gotta search, it's right here
    Man, I can make the pain disappear for your nightmares
    Psilocybin dreams when I cry tears
    Light years away from the Earth, and I'm flying in the higher sphere
    Criteria's too serious, I told you niggas the flow is growin’ delirious
    Flow pyramid, the Sphinx is water erosion with no ocean
    I swear your mind is slow pokin', I'm not jokin'
    If the hook wasn't comin' I'd be still goin'

    I wish I could get through this feeling
    This feeling, this feeling
    I wish I could get through this feeling
    This feeling, this feeling

    Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
    The Hills can't hold me
    I sip slow, your window hit with rocks I'm throwing
    Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
    I swear I ring your doorbell, girl, your momma knows me
    But I'll probably just go walk home all alone and feel the breeze

    I get the pen and paper going 'cause it feeds my needs
    A young sophisticated one, only queens could see
    A Bleeze with ease, into a nice evening
    If Shangri-La, nirvana, heaven rest between her knees, I need to see
    Need my wings, I need to eat
    I need completed pictures
    Memories is fading, ah, babe, you know I'm crazy
    In internal summer hazes
    I know a lotta figures checking 'cause they need the king
    Know a lotta niggas testing but believe in me
    More weight than your every flow, when I sneeze you geezer
    Please believe, you're rolling with some G's Louise
    I like to let it auburn like Ebenezer
    Give a speech on my Martin Luther
    Lose a tooth inside the booth
    And you know we're only spitting the truth
    Indigo vision, you living proof, ayy, waddup?
    I don't wanna roll one, lie again
    FaceTime, we was cryin'
    Fallin' alseep in the sky again
    Every other month
    I've been runnin’ my routes all day
    Tryna get paid to lay up in the shade
    Misfts Trippy Summer and New Wave Hippy Parade
    And I brought the tide outta the stage
    Hey, hey, hey, hey

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