Letra Summer days Yung Nugget

Summer days

Backseat with my homies and we spittin' some rhymes
Freestylin' and we smokin' got me feelin' sublime
See a message on my phone, I think it's my old hoke
With a call and a text and, girl, I'm pressin' Decline
'Cause I'm coastin', I ain't worried 'bout shit
Fuck I look like? I be stressin' 'bout a bitch?
I got bands in my wallet, now these bitches keep callin'
'Cause I got a lot of money and they think that I'm rich
Shawty tell me that she lonely, she wanna get to know me
Told her I was busy, I'm just chillin' with the homies
I can't hang around the fakes, know a lot of y'all are snakes
I ain't never been one to conversate with a phony
Be ya love me, hate me, Shawty let me know
If you can't make up your mind then I gotta let you go
Need to keep movin' forward, gotta focus on my goals
I can't be slowed down, 'cause I'm runnin' to the door

Ooh, can't keep
Wasting all my time
With you, with you
Ooh, you keep
Playing all these games
It's true, it's true

Like, damn, Yung Nugget, there's another fucking verse?
Already killed the beat, time to put it in a hearse
Respectful young man, I be pullin' up to church
You might think your girl is bad, but I promise mine is worse
Okay, okay, now the number's goin' up
Made it pretty far but it's still ain't enough
Okay, okay, Tryna make it to the top
Chasin fuckin' badguy, I ain't talkin Flint Lock
Do you really love to rap or do you do it for the fame?
I could have no fans and I'd still be the same
If you rap for the hoes just know you a lame
If I cared about that shit I would've chose a different name
'Cause when it's all said and done, I know I'll be the one
With the house and the hills just chillin' in the sun
'Till then I ain't stressin' 'cause I do this shit for fun
Just know I'm always workin' and I've only just begun

Ooh, can't keep
Wasting all my time
With you, with you
Ooh, you keep
Playing all these games
It's true, it's true