Summers's getting hotter Too hot for me Summer's getting hotter So hot Too hot for me Too hot for me Too hot for me When I wake up, this ain't a dream When I get home, I don't want to sleep, I swear God only knows what it's gonna be I don't know much But summer's too hot Summer's too hot Summer's too hot The world is changing, middle march and we still getting snow They tried to gas me up, but I'm still gettin' cold The Sun come up outside my window Thinking 'bout when things were simple, yeah I used to live alone to block the type of noise we on Now I can't sit alone in silence, need the TV on Said I can't sit alone in silence, need the TV on Yeah, whoa, yeah Like maybe if I cried just a little Maybe it'd alleviate the pressure Maybe if I lied just a little Tell them that I'm fine, swear I'm really fine Hold it in till a bitch feelin' really tried Had to quit smoking, bitch was getting really fried Ask 'em how I'm doing, guess I've had a better time Tell me not to overthink it, so I fantasize I got all these coats in my closet Heating blanket and the pad when I feel nauseous Now the weather's up, it's got me sweating often Feel the jig is up, got me sweating often I got all these coats in my closet Heating blanket and the pad when I feel nauseous Now the weather's up, it's got me sweating often Feel the jig is up, got me sweating often Barely tried in college, still I got all a's Skated over trauma, I don't get bad days Forget a lot of shit back then, a lil' hazed Got out of that home invasion beat but still unscathed Last year was a trip, I had braided down my Afro I've been vindicated from the doubtful Talkin' all that shit, I had a mouthful, yeah, so? If I'm sorry now, I'd be the asshole, yeah, so? Often times I think 'bout how you did me Let you lead me through the winter, did me shifty Then got rid of me, did me dirtidy Almost thirty, huh? You so flirty, huh? You in your bad bitch era, don't let me bother ya Just sum'n 'bout thinkin' 'bout it make me feel bothersome See, I ain't dealt with rejection, I hate to come off this desperate So when it come to the music, I'd fein if they didn't choose it Know if I trip up off this shit, I ain't gettin' back up Got so deep in my bag, feel the heater got stuck Feel like I'm changing, middle April, so my lease gon' be up Still, I'm out fronting on that stage like I don't give a fuck And it's up I got all these coats in my closet Heating blanket and the pad when I feel nauseous Now the weather's up, it's got me sweating often Feel the jig is up, got me sweating often I got all these coats in my closet Heating blanket and the pad when I feel nauseous Now the weather's up, it's got me sweating often Feel the jig is up, got me sweating often