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Summer Break (feat. Chimeka) Lyrics


Ty Money Summer Break (feat. Chimeka)

[Interlude]
Teacher: Alright, alright, alright class settle down. Welcome back from summer break guys! We're gonna start off by asking everyone how their summer break was starting with Mr. Rayvon. 

Ty money: Call me Ty Money

Teacher: Okay Ty Money, how was your summer?

[Verse 1: Ty Money]
To be honest witchu, i ain't been doin much
Jus moved wit my grandma cuz ma lost ha crib and daddy been losin touch
Jus got my first piece of pussyy my bitch in there finally don loosened up
We had sex in my grand mama bed cuz she be at work when we doin stuff
True enough, the spot jus got raided a week ago
Now we stay a hour away from the school but moma said dont let the teacher know
I say no to drugs whem im in yo class but my locker loud as a speaker tho
(Student: umm he been talkin for too long)
Man Shut the f..ck up while im speakin hoe
You lucky bitch ain't neva seen a floor
The shit i go through you dnt even know
The state gave my big brother 6 and 50
So in other words he still got three to go
My lil brother bringin' my gun up to school cuz mufucka keep thinkin he a joke
And i can't leave shit round my uncle nem cuz they be stealin my shit when they need a dose
You niggas ain't been through a damn thing
Man my whole summer been difficult
Yall hop on that bus when the bell ring
I parked my shit next to the principle's
Im gettin my weed off in science class
My shit sittin right next to the chemicals
And niggas dont make it through summer break
For me to be here is a miracle
 
[Interlude]
Teacher: Ohh wow. Pretty rough summer you had there. Anybody else wanna share uhhhh shhh- shymeka?

Chimeka: Chimeka!

Teacher: Ok. Alright. You. You wanna share a little bit of your summer?

[Verse 2: Chimeka]
Well
My summer went a little different, think i fell in love wit the realest nigga
He took me shoppin at the water tower told i wanted i could get it
N for dinner we did ruth chris, thas my first time eatin stuffed chicken
All my besties told me i should f..ck wit him
( Ty Money: You prolly let that nigga f..ck didn't you?)
Yo goofy ass
But anyways i been leavin cash
Started workin wit my older brothers kept me outa trouble
At least till the summer past
Cuz u know how that shit go when it start heatin up
Bullets start poppin like rubberbands
So me i jus step out the way cuz i ain't tryna be the one who dont make it back to class
I know a couple that ain't last
[?]
Crazy part is i ain't mad, Matter fact more numb to it
Guess we all learned chi-raq, we all teeterin on life's edge
No one but bitches when the lights red
Wats messed up is when you think about it you dont think about who really arent dead
Damn
Anywho i can't complain at all
Ain't like i been sittin around here jus thinkin about wat the f..ck ima say to yall
Real talk im jus here til fall
Graduatin early ima get a job, busy on my business i ain't takin off
Trump buildin' walls, ima pray for yall
For real
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