Missing Summers

[Verse (Dark Lo)] You know exactly what I came for The scene better when the rain pour Fuck around and rearrange bul Good girl she became a whore Hood girl and it made me sore My mans sister and he went up north They gave him letters when he went t court Got beat up then he switched the sport I speed up like I'm in a Porsche My feet up, I was in my thoughts I heat up you turn to a corpse Survival of the fittest, for my name, God is my witness Im glidin' like physics Shorty chеw me like gizzards I brought the tooliе, it's a blizzard I'm stayin loyal Then admit it, don't you, the first body haunts you Homicide wants you, who else to run to I'm a young Sun Tzu This is sunburn, this is something new This is sucker proof, you a substitute I'm fully loaded I feel like you bogus I'm feelin like the coldest, this feel like covid Shit real in my cite boy you better tote it Make a movie or light shit episode it [Hook] Putting up numbers Niggas missing summers On McNichols fresh as fuck I could drip a puddle Scrapin' up the pot, tryna really bubble Now all my karma catchin' up don't know who really fuck with Got it off the muscle, really in the jungle The way your family set you up, tell me who really love you On that Ricky Rozay cause every day I hustle And ain't no tellin' what's to come because I'm really thuggin [Verse (Boldy James)] Poured up a three in the Tahitian, lost two of my creatures In the last couple of days, the family been grievin They took one of my closest niggas, put two in his dome The third time I went to jail was with Pook and Jerome The sent my nigga Pook upstate, did a deuce for the chrome Seen my nigga Rome laid out in a funeral home From one bullet to the neck, left his two kids behind He killed three, four niggas and never did no time The last three people he robbed, two of em pressed charges One of em died, they had a shootout in a red charger Two weeks ago, I seen the car window with spider webs Burned up in a field with three bullet holes in the driver's side Two days ago nephew got questioned by the homicide They lookin for him and his older brother on his momma's side You know the one, don't talk a lot but be doin' the most Don't ever post them guns up, but keep two in the tote [Verse (Dark Lo)] The four pound was a stick, I'm in your town, then I skip Solo, Greyhound, you never did that shit High fives with the licks, I'm in the crib at the Six Was in the hood kissing babies and taking flicks It's Charlie Pope, I'm fully woke Fully had a scope, I'm the best against the ropes She felt my vibe, then I hit her throat I'll probably hit your coat Was in the field, young nigga streets was the culture [Hook] Putting up numbers Niggas missing summers On McNichols fresh as fuck I could drip a puddle Scrapin' up the pot, tryna really bubble Now all my karma catchin' up don't know who really fuck with Got it off the muscle, really in the jungle The way your family set you up, tell me who really love you On that Ricky Rozay cause every day I hustle And ain't no tellin' what's to come because I'm really thuggin