RIP Summer

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Bring out the white t shirts
We all up in the dirt
Don't let em catch me first
Lil folks a monster, he a demon (demon)
He be shooting shit for no reason (no reason)
Pistols blow, it don't matter, he ain't never freezing (he ain't freezing)
He say he'll never trust a bitch, it ain't no sneaking
Motto chase a bag so you know shorty never linking
He gone leave them niggas bleeding
His brother in a cell, they trending out to free him
He say he feening so them triggers get to squeezing
And he gone shoot for real, don't care what you believe in
Shorty know it ain't no game cause this life can't be faked
He finna die up in the streets, he say his life end by fate
Ain't shit was given to him so he learned how to take
Say if niggas play then 12 gone find they part by the lake
It's plenty niggas want him dead now
But they can't catch him, he compare em to the Feds now
He thought he could go and get a night to lay his head down
But 3 shots hit his cousin, DOA, call it a man down
If it's not he would've bled out
Shorty prayed that it's a dream, and he gone beg now
Dude blew his cousin now they reaching in the lead pile
Shorty called the guys, I guess it's time for the revenge now
We bring out the white t shirts
This summer we all in the dirt
I just pray that they don't catch me first
Don't want my og to see me in that hearse
Lord I pray that they don't catch me first
Please don't let them niggas catch me first
Thinking bout it only makes it worse, I really hope my og don't see me in that hearse
Get back stuck inside his brain now, found the nigga name out
He keep spinning blocks we said you shooting at the same house
Up in traffic switching lanes wild, looking for his face out
His homie got the drop now they got addy to his safe house
Pushing 90 in suburbans, finna put some work in
Shorty put a bag on his head, he ain't talking birkin
His homie caught him, "there go dude"
Hopped out the car to shoot
But dude was someone cousin too (so what we do)
We bring out the white t shirts
This summer we all in the dirt
I just pray that they don't catch me first
Don't want my og to see me in that hearse
We bring out the white t shirts
This summer we all in the dirt
I just pray that they don't catch me first
Don't want my og to see me in that hearse
Lord I pray that they don't catch me first
Please don't let them niggas catch me first
Thinking bout it only makes it worse, I really hope my og don't see me in that hearse
Please don't let 'em catch me first
Please don't let 'em catch me first
We all fall the same and that's what hurts
But please Lord, don't let 'em catch me first

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