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Nic D

Late September

 

Late September


Ooh, I'm in love with this, I'm undercover rich
I got a Dropbox full of goofy summer hits
Was just a couple kids, but now we running this
Yeah, now we running this
Was it naive or resilient?
Was it 'bout me or these millions?
Was I the hero or the villain?
What does it make me to make a killin'?

I can't remember if I hated or I love it
So I'll save it for another time
It's late September, and we're hanging on to summer
We're hanging on to summertime

I'm still that mother—dawg, I'm still the underdog
And I don't see the hate, I'm Stevie Wonder, dawg
And I just lead the way, I'm Stevie Wonder's dog
And yeah, with everything we building, need a lumberyard
I don't ever wanna go
That'll keep you on your toes
It's all good, I suppose
And now we running from the cold, and now we running, now we running far

I can't remember if I hated or I love it
So I'll save it for another time
It's late September, and we're hanging on to summer
We're hanging on to summertime

Yeah, I got a problem with never letting go
The Sun'll never set, I'll chase you 'round the globe
Tell me everything I ever wanna know
It's not the weather when the temperature is cold
Yeah, a few more rays with Steven
Yeah, that keep my heart beating
No way in hell I'm leaving
And I just wanna tell you that

I can't remember if I hated or I love it
So I'll save it for another time
It's late September, and we're hanging on to summer
We're hanging on to summertime

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