Dear Summer

Dear summer
I know you gon' miss me
For we been together
Like Nike Airs
And crisp tees
S dots with polo fleeces
Purple label shit
With the logo secret
Gimme couple years
Shit I might just sneak in
A couple words
And like peaches and herb
We'll be reunited
And it feels so hood
Have the whole world saying
"How you still so good?"
Well I do this
In my slumber summer
I ain't none of these
Half-assed newcomers
You know how I do summer
I drop heat
When you bring the sun up
The combo
Make niggaz act up
I pick the gun up
Niggaz back up
They know
I'm not no fronter
I don't talk shit
I just flip it +Un+ ya
Sorry Lance
I'm just trying
To advance my quotes
I ain't making you
The butt of my jokes
But let's not stray
Ffrom what I came to say
To my beloved
Think we need
Some time away
They say if you love it
You should
Let it out it's cage
And fuck it
If it comes back
You know
It's there to stay
It's tugging
At my heart
But this time
Apart is needed
From the public
Who should've gave me
The pulitz'
Instead gave me
They ass to kiss
But you know me
Thugging 'til
The casket dips
But still shine light
Down on all my peers
I know they weird
Some queer
I still want them to share
And all the success
I received
I know you can't believe
I still love 'em
But they don't love me
They like the drunk
Uncle in your family
You know they lame
You feel ashamed
But you love 'em the same
It's like when niggaz
Make subliminal records
If it ain't directed
Directly at me
I don't respect it
You don't really want it
With Hov, for the record
I put a couple
Careers on hold
You could be next kid
Keep entering the danger zone
You gon' make that boy
Hov put your name in a song
If you that hungry for fame
Motherfucker c'mon
Say when
Take ten paces and spin
But on another note
'Bout to take another vaca'
On another boat
Goddamn a motherfucker rode
His way out the hood
And I pray
That I stay out for good
But any day
You know a nigga could
Try and play like he Suge
Then I gotta play
Like Dutch Schultz
You pass the dutchie
I blast you, trust me
Niggaz can't fuck with me
I'm in a good mood you lucky
I got a good groove
And I ain't trying
To fuck my thing up
But I will lay down
A couple green bucks
Get you cleaned up
Now I'm Pulp Fiction
Colt four-fifth and
Young niggaz
That blast for me
Blasphemy, no religion

Fala:
Listen here summer baby
I just believe
It's the right thing to do
I got a brand new bitch
Corporate America
She showing me
A lot of action right now
And I know you put me
On my feet and all, but
I mean
It's time for me to grow
You gotta let me go baby
You gotta let me go

I'm done for now
So one for now
Possibly forever
We had fun together
But like all good things
We must come to an end
Please show the same love
To my friends
Dear summer