Jalen Kelly - Summer Blues (feat. Wade Brown) Lyrics

Ayy, first Daft Punk break up, now every day I wake up
Ayy, first Daft Punk break up, now every day I wake up
Ayy, bitch, bitch

Motherf*cker, I'm back in my bag
Back of my arrogant brass shit, I was stackin' this cash
Laughin' but rather be mad rich, I was down on my last
Shorty packed all of her bags quick, and now a happy home
Then turned to my bachelor pad
Bitch, I got my mind on better things than a bride and wedding rings
And I prayed to see my mom just one more time
But she never came
I'm on my grind like a nigga that got no job
And that applies to everything
On the rise, you a lie if you said I changed my
Stomach is rumblin', hunger will never be fed
I knew I was better, I tried to be humble instead
I turned to the monster I thought was up under my bed
I only got brothers, the friends that I wanted are dead
The woes of my life got me caught in this web
Like Drake, I choose to either think with my heart or my head
Dog, I got too use to mimosas and palm trees
Not from Detroit, but look how Jalen rose from the concrete
I was just in L.A., on Melrose and on Long Beach
I see niggas with fast cars and bitches with blonde weaves
My head's spinnin', mad cause I keep raisin' the bar
I feel like I'm deadliftin', speak in code like drug dealers
Whenever fans listenin', I peep the effort from niggas
But I ain't impressed with em', my mom in heaven
Like Jordan 11s, I'm bred different
Acknowledge for record shit, why don't I get no recognition
I ride with the windows down like I need a technician

Sometimes I need to speak my mind
Lay it all out on the table
Just to keep my mind stable, alright

Lil' bitch, you must've forgot I'm nice, be honest
Like I ain't twice as polished, nights I jotted
Diabolic type of knowledge, itchin' to leave these mics demolished
OGs acknowledge, me is solid, you can see I got it
Walkin' cross stages, certified and ain't completed college
That's the humble truth, who is half of you frontin' to
I don't drink, but every bar contains a glass of 100 proof
Don't you slack or get comfortable, get back when we comin' through
My team is national, but ain't no cap with these W's
I'm watchin' tons of you niggas
I tend to speak in figurative statements
Eat a dick if you hatin', I pick your bitches my favorite
She got my shit on her playlist, I'm too sharp with this talkin
I make her skip, now you bail us, you need to quit commentatin
I love women and payments, I'm the one
So if you a nine, then you a ten if we datin
I don't beef with a soul, my only enemy's Satan
I don't combat with mortals, too scorpion to be jaded
I tell her, baby, I got juice by the jug
That you gon' love a lot, but I'm nothin' like your ex-men
Whether you drink from this jug or not, this game is shaded and fake
Observe the landscape, niggas always beefin' over green
The burgers plant-based, ain't been out in months
Shows how antisocial I been, and I'll never be trumped
But if I don't got your vote, well, bye then
That's wordplay, not endorsement, I can see with my wisdom
It don't matter who's in office, I don't believe in the system
Them laws ain't meant to be equal, look, kids, they will be deceitful
But don't listen when they teach you that melanin is illegal
They say life is a movie, they try to lead in the scenes
With the original people, but we still live through each sequel
F*ck you mean, bitch

Sometimes I need to speak my mind
Lay it all out on the table
Just to keep my mind stable, alright
Ayy, ayy, this goes out to you
It's that time, you know
And you ain't see what time it is
Niggas know my body, it's a fact
This goes out to you, I'm taxin' all you niggas
And you know it's a fact
And you, everything must go
Including you fourth-ass niggas
Yeah, I'm givin' out flowers and invoices all year, nigga
Don't text me, email me, nigga
Matter of fact, email Cody, f*ck is you talkin' about
Bitch