Deadly Assassination Summer Squad

(album: Platinum Falcon Returns - 2020)

Yeah (Summer time)

I was fighting for my life in the summer time
Niggas always tryna catch me when I'm doing right
It get the hottest down in August
Why niggas gotta die in every July?
Oh, oh, oh, woah

Even though it's hot out here, I'm still gon' be a criminal
Come and check my temperature, spent fever in the Gucci store
Assassination artist, flipping, make that shit flawless
Every bands in your hands, out the dumpster
Don't understand how business work
It's the youngster mindset, my mind set about that action
I'm tryna flex and have sex, fuck his taxes
Spending it all on the drop, then watch, the Rollie, I was living the dream
Taking the tips and I'm dodging the rent
'Cause I live with my team, ride for my team
Making me greens, profit was green, I need more 'reens
Balling the finals, I'm taking the finals
The scholar, the league, champion, king, yeah
Big mojo, but my fomo was hitting
I went loco with my promo, but bi-locals was missing
Tryna hold onto my home bro, but don't see me as a local
Guess my lens is more bifocal, 'cause our focus is different
When that sun is up, niggas still wearing all black
Social immunity, I might just call 'em all black
Jigga Juice with me, he gon' hear it, all that
With the season mean to you?
Can't find one, then fall back

I was fighting for my life in the summer time
Niggas always tryna catch me when I'm doing right
It get the hottest down in August
Why niggas gotta die in every July?
Oh, oh, oh, woah