♫♫♫♫♫♫♫ Summertime memories absorbing my enemies, working in my circle, cut my circle, give me dignity.♫ Niles, Labyrinth, Dias, Cypher, the rebel synergy from Kenfolk to E&C, cultivating money trees.♫ Planting seeds in your mind, it's only a matter of time before you grow from every song, you elevate with every line.♫ Shorty finds she a dime, but I'm focused on the grind, I don't seek to seal the deal, but I let her see my kind.♫ Studios every week, very free and very cheap, I be off the radar, but it's always radar on the beat.♫ Shop at good company, cause I keep good company, and if it isn't love, I don't know what you want from me.♫ Underground boxes, shows, if you know, then you know, I be roaming Soho, 3am, on a load.♫ Writing is a way of life, no sleep is a sacrifice, up late, every night, freedom made me pay the price.♫ All of this to say the ways of my city, summer days, making memories, memories that'll never fade.♫ In the game I play it right, hoping I can save a life, because I put my life on the line, just to make it through the summertime.♫ Watching out for one time in the summertime, a lot of shorties on my line in the summertime.♫ You know the blocks stay hot in the summertime, gotta watch out for them shots in the summertime.♫ It's hard to be low-key in the summertime, throwing parties every week in the summertime.♫ Barbecues all the time in the summertime, with the hustle on my mind.♫♫ R.I.P. to the young and that died, who got attacked by five guys with machetes, keep his spirit alive.♫ R.I.P. to my young nigga Wreck, who got shot in the chest, stay blessed in your life after death.♫ Rest in peace to the young XXX, controversial as ***, I'll take away from all them spirits you touch.♫ Fly in peace my nigga R.I.D.E. that committed suicide, keep his spirit alive, I know it's hard to survive.♫ Free Dayvon, Jayvon and all my M.A. niggas, free Kodak Black and all our rap star niggas.♫ This for my niggas reading books, getting they weight up, physics and knowledge, self-educated, but somehow still didn't make it to college.♫ Street scholars, navigating through the hood politics, turn that science into a business entity.♫ Legally, remember me, selling weed while I was chasing a dream, making it happen.♫ Still owe some niggas some dollars, hope they pardon the G.♫ I'm on the highway in the passenger seat, or I'm at Tiki's with my niggas or my solo eating all I can eat.♫ Visiting labels, speaking to agents, dear Ramadan, that helped me get a firm grip on my patience.♫ Patiently waiting for a hit like this, got them saying, I didn't know niggas still spit like this.♫ Well take a sip of this flow that you witness, and every soul that it quenches, touches somebody next to them with the liquid.♫ This summer I'm on a mission to free the spirits from the traps of the mind, a pinch of magic that I wrap in the rhyme.♫ My alchemy is sublime, no empty words when I tap in the vibe, that's how I always put my life in a line.♫ I'm here to help you make it through the summertime, watching out for one time in the summertime.♫ A lot of shorties hit my line in the summertime, you know the blocks stay hot in the summertime.♫ Gotta watch out for them shots in the summertime, it's hard to be low key in the summertime.♫ Throwing parties every week in the summertime, barbecues all the time in the summertime, with the hustle on my mind.♫