You there? You okay?
Yeah, but those flames
It's too hot, I'm scared
Yeah
To fuck around see me plummet, shit I couldn't stomach
When niggas told me I was buggin', I was seeing numbers
And touch the ground, wheeled the luggage, all I got from running
My mama told me about this curse and how I was not above it
I honor her with every word, I never swapped the subject
Bottles clinkin on the crub, think I'm out of budget
Naavin got me with the purse, I think I gotta buzz him
The silent grieving never work, why I reside to puffin'
Just so I can be a person when I'm out in public
Someone remind me that there's purpose in this life of wanting
All that whining be a burden or a sign we flunking
It be so hard to see my verdict, was to die with nothing
Seen the worse when the service of my godless lover
When we was huddled in this church there was a lot of frontin'
All those times that I spent searching, wasn't diamond cuttin'
Used to coddle up with Vernon, like I'm dodging summits
Lightning, thunder, summer of pain
Fogs and rain and clouds cluttered the way
Come on, play the route
Lightning, thunder, summer of pain
Fog and rain and clouds cluttered the way
We were at Young World about halfway through July
And it felt like one of the hottest days of the summer
That I had experienced at that time
And, uh, it was time for us to go on stage and play our set
It was nice, it was still sunny, in the shade it wasnt bad
But then we started to notice it was clouds forming over the park and
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