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san xyz - summer rain lyrics

[verse 1]
it’s a pretty bad day for a sun collector
you can dive deep in this sunken weather
read a book and feel dumb as ever
this ain’t enough, i need something better
you’re only as good as your company is
and i am not talking ‘bout running a biz
smoking around me, i’m gone in the mist
give me a year and i’m running this b-tch
i’m in abyss
ominous sp-ce
i put my pain on display
wait, say what you say to my face
i got four course on my plate
wait, i got four forks on my steak
i buy my liquor in twos
sometimes i feel like i’m through
and none of my feelings are new
i’mma make this a monopoly
that mean there’s no one on top of me
came out the womb as a prodigy
i know you hope that i’m proud of me
fingerprints on my velour
flora to match the décor
is not a knife, issa sword
solo like harrison ford
i’ll use my mind as a weapon, just call me emma gonzález
i put attention on knowledge
i drop my -ss outta college
papers don’t make who i am
diplomas don’t make me a man
i just reloaded my pen, d-mn
don’t make me use it again

[hook]
she want get to c-mming
i’m like come and get me
homie, why you running if there ain’t no finish?
i won’t tell ‘em nothing if they come and get me
why you talking funny?
simmer down and listen
she want get to c-mming
i’m like come and get me
i got comme des garçons
sh-t don’t even fit me
i be smoking treetop
take a while to hit me
run away i tell her, but she’s staying with me

[verse 2]
white trees with the white leafs
why leave if you like me?
pour cîroc in my ice tea
even my eye candy got ideas
summer camp, get a fire started
study on me, i’m a higher power
i’m bruce willis, only dying harder
even when i speak i’m like a fire artist
dry gr-ss
bike fast, so i byp-ss past a white benz
but i digress
sipping sake, yeah, i like that
engine roaring like a bike gang
eyes on her, watch the night dance
we let bygones be bygones
so, it’s bye past and bye stress and bye chance
take measure into our own hands
every shot feel like a free throw
i set it off like i’m migos
fly like i work at heathrow
tiger woods at mini golf
you on the green missing holes
i lead the pack, i’m a wolf
better beware of the wolf
boy, boy, cry wolf one more time and i’m out
ask your b-tch what i’m ‘bout
you’re not fit for this crown
and your fitbit don’t count
while i get, get around
then i flip, flip the script, script
i turn wolf
i’m out

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