Mani Coolin Next Summer
It's cool
Yeah
[Verse 1]
Next summer
Remember when I used to want the hummer
Till my dreams got a little bigger
Like I could [?]
All these years, my nigga
Trying to figure it out
And that bought the plans
Getting so low
[?] the ends
Oh no, these niggas ain't know
You bitches ain't either
But these bitches eager
When they see a young nigga get into the paper
When they see that nigga they thought wouldn't make it
Making them sad, 'cause they know they gotta face it
Take a blunt and face it
Most times I smoke wood, sometimes I smoke paper
Some times it looks good, most times she look bad
Get out the hood, that's all a nigga said
But I feel a mode and my niggas know
If I got it, they got it
[?] I'm broke with no dollars
Ask the hoes for their numbers
Just to save for college
Cause they know that I got it
I'm just being honest
Every thing I say I think I meant
Every single day the same shit
My nigga, watch this lane switch
Never f..ck with no lame shit, but next summer
[Hook]
Meet me at the top next summer
We can smoke up with each other
Get a little high while talking 'bout passed time
When we was on the come up
[Verse 2]
On the come up
Nigga run up and get done up
We still on that bullshit
Still going through it
Still got problems
That money can't stop but we still gon' get it
I ain't ever in my feelings over bitches
I ain't tripping
Tripping off [?]
Just to get a pretty painted picture, do my chores
Need to get a f..ck and tell her
I remember all the girls [?]
I remember all the night sleep in the whips
Trying to be a star, believing that shit
Seems like the dope I get, the broke I get
Turn 21 this year, I sacrifice the liquor
That life with no fears, with a mic in my hand
And the fans in the crowd, this is music to their ears
So how could I ever stop?
How could I ever flop?
How could I stay up on the block?
How could I leave my niggas in the hood?
How could I not do it big as the niggas that I used to listen to?
Today, the niggas know me in different countries over shit that I think
Shit that I thought, all the shit I ain't bought is everything I'ma get so
You ain't really seeing shit
You ain't really seeing shit
But I know last summer wasn't the last summer
We're doing the same shit as every other summer
Motherfucker ain't you average, trying to be savage
You're trying to pull strings and gimmicks
But I'ma tell you like this
But I'ma tell you like this
But I'ma tell you like this
[Hook]
Meet me at the top next summer
We can smoke up with each other
Get a little high while talking 'bout passed time
When we was on the come up
[Outro]
When we was on the come up
We grind until the sun up
No sleep cause [?] don't give funds
We need to win some
Gonna see my name in lights next summer
My mama got it [?]
And it's my job to feed her
Gonna get mine by next summer