JAJ - Vibes from the Summer

Vibes from the summer
We was out there catching plays
Got the back ends in the morning
Yeah that's my type of a day
Broskie told me pipe it down
But I been stuck up in my ways
How I don't know how to chill
When I got ice all in my veins
Vibes from the summer
We was out there catching plays
Got the back ends in the morning
Yeah that's my type of a day
Broskie told me pipe it down
But I been stuck up in my ways
How I don't know how to chill
When I got ice all in my veins

I don't fuck with none of these niggas
Like the master of the slaves
Got some dirt up on my hands from digging up a couple graves
R-I-P like rest in piss
That's what you get for acting brave
Thinking I was gone forget
Now you ain't got no fucking brain
Niggas switching up but lately I been switching lanes
Even if I got a million
Imma prolly be the same
Elevating over niggas
That's the only fucking change
Boy I'm higher than the ceiling
You ain't got no fucking range
I can rap on any beat
But I can't rap bout anything
Imma tell you how I'm living
I don't gotta fucking sing
Whether if its fast or slow I'm still gone talk about my pain
Lately I been off the drugs
And I don't feel a fucking thing
Everything that I go through
I'm just gone charge it to the game
They ain't feel the pain I felt
That's why I take it to the grain
Played the hand that I was dealt
Ain't nothing else I gotta say
Fuck it
Take it to the summer
We was out there catching plays

Vibes from the summer
We was out there catching plays
Got the back ends in the morning
Yeah that's my type of a day
Broskie told me pipe it down
But I been stuck up in my ways
How I don't know how to chill
When I got ice all in my veins
Vibes from the summer
We was out there catching plays
Got the back ends in the morning
Yeah that's my type of a day
Broskie told me pipe it down
But I been stuck up in my ways
How I don't know how to chill
When I got ice all in my veins

Every time I have a shoot
I tell bronem hold the glizzys
I don't want them in my videos
Cause them bitches really with me
And my niggas fighting cases
So the judge might give em 50
But don't think they not around
Because we got them hoes in plenty
Never trust a bitch
Man I can promise they be tricky
I see you tryna impress her
Got you out here wearing dickies
I'll turn myself to poison
Before I let a lil bitch lick me
These lil bitches not impressive
Seem like they all just yelling pick me
I ain't never been a crip
But I'm just rollin off a 60
Man these niggas fucking rats
I'm thinking everybody Mickey
Hope my niggas got my back
Cause I'm not tryna yell out Rickey
Me and gang yeah we like glue
Because we always smoking sticky
In the raq I'm with my bulls
I'm riding round with hella bennies
Breaking bread with all my niggas
Remember we was pinching pennies
I done see a couple racks
And I ain't even fucking 20
In the summer grab a jet
And fly to Houston like I'm Kenny

Vibes from the summer
We was out there catching plays
Got the back ends in the morning
Yeah that's my type of a day
Broskie told me pipe it down
But I been stuck up in my ways
How I don't know how to chill
When I got ice all in my veins
Vibes from the summer
We was out there catching plays
Got the back ends in the morning
Yeah that's my type of a day
Broskie told me pipe it down
But I been stuck up in my ways
How I don't know how to chill
When I got ice all in my veins

Written by:
Jourdan Jackson

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