Summertime Songtext
von Steven Malcolm

Yeah
Riding down that boulevard in that 64, swang, yeah
6 a.m. flights to the next city, rage, yeah
This past year been a little crazy but we still here
Ain′t no complainin', yeah
Momma happy that her baby boy made it out of that basement
Stuck to the basics, yeah (yeah)

We party like it′s summer every day (yeah, yeah)
We put the work in, ah, we straight (yeah, yeah)
Praise God, look what he did for me (hey)
Summer, summertime, man it feel like every day (every day)
All my friends around me, no time for the fakes (for the fakes)
Summer, summertime, man, it feel like every day (hey)
Summer, summertime, man, it feel like every day (yeah, yeah)
Summer, summertime, man, it feel like every day-ay-ay-ay


Got that shine bright drip on me, tough
Knowing that I gotta come with it like a pipeline
Then a young bull with a plate full
No dad present, lot of hate toward him
Been alone, feelin' like I can't do it
Then God stepped in with a plan for me, yeah, aye

Breakfast meetings out on 60th
Rapping after school, using my talents just to serve ′em
Learned it from the greats
I never been the type to fake
I put my city on my back
I′m on the road with no brakes

Lifestyle, the only way we sitting low
In that 64 label, take on
Still with my day ones
Ain't the type to switch on ′em
I've been in my back
Thanking God we made it
That′s a major key alert, yuh
Yeah, aye
Summertime in my coupe, swang, aye
Riding late night all over the city, oh, yeah, yeah


We party like it's summer every day (yeah, yeah)
We put the work in, now we straight (now we straight)
Praise God, look what he did for me (hey)
Summer, summertime, man, it feel like every day (every day)
All my friends around me, no time for the fakes (for the fakes)
Summer, summertime, man, it feel like every day (every day)
Summer, summertime, man it feel like every day (yeah, yeah)
Summer, summertime, man it feel like every day-ay-ay-ay

Yeah, yeah
Oh-oh, huh
Whoa, huh-uh-uh-uh, oh
Summer-summer, summertime
Uh-uh, huh-uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah