Merky.M - Summertime Vibe

I won't cut these family ties
But I feel like this tie keep strangling me
Can I live?
Or will I die regretting
Wondering if my silence was my greatest offence
And
What's the issue
With me being me
As far the word goes
I'm as good as can be
Cos it was done by the One
He brighter than the sun 
You think your gun sparks till you seen that fire burn for eternity 
Don't believe you say it's shit
You don't believe you say it's boring two bit
But you're missing two bits of information 
The verdict before you were born, damnation
Now back to the rap
Me and my dad getting close
And you know that I'm tryna keep that going
Flying kinda high right now
747, Boeing
The old memories, they start to fade
A new light came in
And things stay the same
At least it seems to be
I avoided the truth all for some vanity 
But when it came down to my own sanity 
Ran back to my dad
Ran to my family
Don't be mad at me
I hope you ain't mad at me
Cos I know without you I'd be a tragedy 
I'm summertime high
With my summertime guys
Listening to summertime vibes
Baddie in a sundress
Girl come face me
Black or white
I don't care
I ain't racy
Past couple of days
A nigga being spacey
Thinking bout a mill
Not a meal
Fuck yo pastry 
I'm baking off with the Runtz and my lady
Yeah!
Tryna bring out a gem from these mundane days
So on me n bronem there ain't that much to say
I'm tryna vibe this beat
It's giving me chills 
So you know me and bro gotta spray
Gotta Spray
Ain't tryna lay with a bitch
Still waiting for the pack
BC shit
It's green like money 
Trust that's p's
Sticky sticky yeah
Some triple cheese
But fuck with me and this smoke for free
I only smile for the camera
I don't know Pamela 
Strictly chasing Lyon or Borden
No lizzy
My screwface on
Still talking
Like, Is it? 
Love is not enough
Baby bring molowo 
Or don't you know I got places to go to
Phasing out the women
Maybe get me a Queen
But she might be like Vashti
I don't like Ashley's
White tings moving
Way too malarkey 
My brothers at the party
So you know it's hearty times
Nothing but smiles
Tequila; bare vibes 
My halloween costume; Drake, More Life
My bro dodged a wife
No, more like a bullet
I'm telling him grind
Don't worry he can do this
First things first live life to the fullest
And make your heart cold
Cut the fridge to the coolest
I'm summertime high
With my summertime guys
Listening to summertime vibes
Baddie in a sundress
Girl come face me
Black or white
I don't care
I ain't racy
Past couple of days
A nigga being spacey
Thinking bout a mill
Not a meal
Fuck yo pastry 
I'm baking off with the Runtz and my lady
Yeah!

Written by:
Marvelous Ikpea

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