Black Hoodie Summer

Black hoodie summer

Mask on, heart cold (yeah)

If you wasn’t in that struggle

You don’t know

Shorty in the car, legs on the dashboard

Tattoos peeking out, said she like her men with passports

I was in the trap, ramen in the glass pot

Now she wanna cuff, diamonds in the laptop

Late night run, circle through the back block

Tucked in the jeans, pressure in the stash spot

Opps write threads, fingers on they screen tough

See ’em in the flesh, all I ever see is speed bumps

I don’t do talk, chest got receipts

You was in the bleachers, I was bleeding on the seats

Bro got booked, kept his mouth like a vault

I’m the one they blame, but they know it’s they fault

I got love for the ones that was hungry with me (with me)

Still got smoke for the ones that was gunning for me (for me)

I don’t chase opps, I just level the score

Pray my mom never see what I did on that floor

I got lust in the room, got a saint in my bed

Devil in my ear, all this rage in my head

I don’t chase opps, I just level the score

Black hoodie summer, we ain’t running no more (no more)

Shorty say “choke me, treat me like you did the streets”

Hands on her waist, same grip I had on heat

She like when I’m toxic, fresh from a mission

Sweat on my neck, gunpowder in my system

Text from an opp girl, typing all reckless

Said she wanna slide, tryna feel what respect is

I just sent “bet,” dropped pin, then I left it

Can’t trust love when the bed feel infectious

Tension in the alley, sirens at the corner light

Thinking ’bout my brother while I’m thumbing through this warmer night

Every time I slide it just open up another scar

Karma in the mirror, I been praying but it’s far

I got love for the ones that was hungry with me (with me)

Still got smoke for the ones that was gunning for me (for me)

I don’t chase opps, I just level the score

Pray my mom never see what I did on that floor

I got lust in the room, got a saint in my bed

Devil in my ear, all this rage in my head

I don’t chase opps, I just level the score

Black hoodie summer, we ain’t running no more (no more)