Feels Like Summer (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

Vince Staples

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    Big Boy!
    Man, whatever day, vibe, month it is
    It just feels like summer
    You know what I'm saying?
    It always feels like summer in the neighborhood, man
    When you get a chance to come in
    You get a chance to lay back
    You get a chance to laugh
    You get a chance to chill
    Best believe that, man
    And being that it always feels like summer
    Let's go ahead and make you feel like summer

    Summertime in the LB wild
    We gon' party till the sun or the guns come out
    JB first one fouled out playing ball
    Now the whole city love you, how?
    Boy we know they wasn't down from the get go
    Dirty got a dozen rounds, better get low
    Lil Johnny gave his life for this shit
    All he got was a plot and a bottle from the Winco
    Still North Side, Parkside, Vince though
    Two N's, new friends, we skip those
    Try finessin' my way into Heaven
    Might hit that gate, might fall from grace
    Splat, on the concrete, real street runner
    First month still feel like summer
    Cold weather won't stop no gunner
    Wrong hat, wrong day, I'll kill my brother

    Ayy, summertime in the LB
    Know it ain't shit a broke nigga gon' tell me now
    Drop top with the top down now
    All the bad bitches gon' feel me now, ayy
    Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah

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    Scared money don't make money, hey
    White man wan' take from me, hey
    White fans at the Coachella, hey
    Never been touched, niggas know better, hey (ooh yeah)
    Same ways since summer school, Baby J
    Either I'ma make the news or make a play
    Passed Alyssa house, could've took a different route
    Wouldn't be without, think about her every day
    Moved on, life fast like that
    Still struggle with the past, I'm strapped
    Somebody gotta watch my back
    Everybody wanna count my bag
    Ease off me, these streets taught me
    Speak softly, please don't taunt me
    Knew when Vicky 'nem stayed on eighth
    If they killed me, then I'd be great
    Now they lookin' at me

    Summertime in the LB
    Know it ain't shit a broke nigga gon' tell me now
    Drop top with the top down now
    All the bad bitches gon' feel me now, ayy
    Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah

    There it is, man
    I told y'all, feels like summer no matter when it is, man
    It always feels like summer in the Neighborhood
    And being that it feels like summer, let's do this man
    Let's go outside

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