Two Summers (feat. Cam Lavish)

Ju!ce Ortega

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Ju!ce Ortega


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Niggas done ran up a bag
And what did it take
Not even two summers
We had a 100k on our arm way before we hit that view number
We just been hustling
Hustling
Damn we rich
Rich mother fuckers yeah
We just been hustling
Hustling
Damn we rich
Rich mother fuckers yeah
All these plugs know my name name name
All these drugs in my brain brain brain
We could be rich without fame but
But we still want all the fame fame fame
We do it all for the gang gang gang
Look at how far we done came came came
We rich niggas
We rich niggas

I don't talk allot about business in fact though for real I don't talk much at all
You do not need our room number to find us all you gotta do is smell weed through the walls
Just got out jail so just give me a minute
New phone that old number that I had was lost
I learned some lessons coming from the bottom and the bottom of that shit is I am a boss
You gotta pay the cost to be the boss nigga I'm frosty as i-ice
Niggas do not wanna play w me cause I do this all of my life
Smoke to the face I do not cyph
Style so popping I pop eyes
Like chicken nigga
What I'm getting nigga
We could change the world with what we give to strippers but we having fun and we are far from perfect
I think my time is worth it
I think these dollars working
I seen money fix allot of things
And I heard a loud alert
And it took me down to earth
They said I count my money too slow
I had to speed up
They spread they money like butter on bread
I gotta keep up
I made a hoe just turn complete slut
I'm on the way to go and re up
Im gonna paint the Mona Lisa
Cause I move in silence but I'm always watching
Ain't into sneakers boots what I be copping
I'm bout to take me a trip to an island
Still wearing boots because nigga I'm styling
You know my body
Boots
Bandana
Looking like 0two Santana
Looking for my 03 Bonnie
Clyde here and it ain't hard to find me
F*ck it
Till I find her imma hoe
Grinding that's just how it gotta go
I don't got no time for moving slow
I be in and out and on the road
I been up so high forgot to float
At this altitude you probably choke
I'm so fresh I'm hopping off a boat
And to my death I'll never sell my soul
I'm that potion
I'm that token
I'm that gold
Golden child
I'm the nig
Getting rich
Just for show
Showing out

Niggas done ran up a bag
And what did it take
Not even two summers
We had a 100k on our arm way before we hit that view number
We just been hustling
Hustling
Damn we rich
Rich mother fuckers yeah
We just been hustling
Hustling
Damn we rich
Rich mother fuckers yeah
All these plugs know my name name name
All these drugs in my brain brain brain
We could be rich without fame but
But we still want all the fame fame fame
We do it all for the gang gang gang
Look at how far we done came came came
We rich niggas
We rich niggas

Nigga it's lavish and you know the name
You hate the player you should hate the game
I know they watching
They be trynna study the style
They love it no I cannot blame them
Casamigos no chaser
Never miss them I replace them
Remember when I would just hustle for summers
And now I'm having lot of paper
Everything is for the taking
I took some L's
But don't be mistaken
I took'em well and now I'm awakened
Under pressure working 9-5
At the avenue and the stations
0 days off now I'm taking charge
Haven't taken no vacations
Ambitious and im dedicated
This is what I stayed patient on
This is everything I waited for
Rich motherfuckers
We just some rich motherfuckers
Rich motherfuckers
Rich
Bitch
Rich motherfuckers

Niggas done ran up a bag
And what did it take
Not even two summers
We had a 100k on our arm way before we hit that view number
We just been hustling
Hustling
Damn we rich
Rich mother fuckers yeah
We just been hustling
Hustling
Damn we rich
Rich mother fuckers yeah
All these plugs know my name name name
All these drugs in my brain brain brain
We could be rich without fame but
But we still want all the fame fame fame
We do it all for the gang gang gang
Look at how far we done came came came
We rich niggas
We rich niggas
Niggas done ran up a bag
And what did it take
Not even two summers
We had a 100k on our arm way before we hit that view number
We just been hustling
Hustling
Damn we rich
Rich mother fuckers yeah
We just been hustling
Hustling
Damn we rich
Rich mother fuckers yeah
All these plugs know my name name name
All these drugs in my brain brain brain
We could be rich without fame but
But we still want all the fame fame fame
We do it all for the gang gang gang
Look at how far we done came came came
We rich niggas
We rich niggas

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Written by: Cameron Williams, Noah Moreno

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