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31 Summerz (feat. Capitol P & Tone Jonez) Video (MV)






Jayson Johnson - 31 Summerz (feat. Capitol P & Tone Jonez) Lyrics




I was born in the summer
I been here every summer

And when they ask me how to come up
I Tell'em grind for 31 Summerz

Spit & Shine for 31 Summerz
Grit & Shine for 31 Summerz

And when they ask me how to come up
I tell'em die for 31 Summerz

Blemished and shamed, They spoiled my name
Imprisoned my brain, took tax on my gains & yet I remain

Top of the class, ahead of the brass
See snakes on the grass, like brook out west... I'm closing in fast

There's more to gain, they blocking my lane
The bullets they rain, the concrete is stained, no one is arranged

Sandra, Trayvon, Sean Bell, Castile, Garner, Fathers,
Mothers, Sisters, Brothers, Loved Ones
Remember their names

(Tell'em why Cap) These cops will Milly rock on any block
Rollie with the pistol cocked, they hit dem folks and empty glocks
(Whoa!)

They see a traffic stop, they whip it, whether
Ya nae nae in the car or not, you'll see a coroner

That running man will get ya juju beat
Or get you shot trying to save your brother in the driver seat

You try to sleep, disrupt your slumber
Try to buy, disrupt your numbers
On your grind, then watch them hunters
Trying to make it out the summer - YEAH!

I was born in the summer
I been here every summer

And when they ask me how to come up
I Tell'em grind for 31 Summerz

Spit & Shine for 31 Summerz
Grit & Shine for 31 Summerz

And when they ask me how to come up
I tell'em die for 31 Summerz

Turnt down 4 contracts, not because I'm unruly
The law high school in I wouldn't let'em screw me

Rookie in the game but I'm far from a newbie
Nor groupie, so don't group me with the loosies

My free smoke definitely worth a couple mill
Pen game definition of Quill, never mind how you feel

Casual fans careless for real skill
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I was born in the summer
I been here every summer

And when they ask me how to come up
I Tell'em grind for 31 Summerz

Spit & Shine for 31 Summerz
Grit & Shine for 31 Summerz

And when they ask me how to come up
I tell'em die for 31 Summerz

Blemished and shamed, They spoiled my name
Imprisoned my brain, took tax on my gains & yet I remain

Top of the class, ahead of the brass
See snakes on the grass, like brook out west... I'm closing in fast

There's more to gain, they blocking my lane
The bullets they rain, the concrete is stained, no one is arranged

Sandra, Trayvon, Sean Bell, Castile, Garner, Fathers,
Mothers, Sisters, Brothers, Loved Ones
Remember their names

(Tell'em why Cap) These cops will Milly rock on any block
Rollie with the pistol cocked, they hit dem folks and empty glocks
(Whoa!)

They see a traffic stop, they whip it, whether
Ya nae nae in the car or not, you'll see a coroner

That running man will get ya juju beat
Or get you shot trying to save your brother in the driver seat

You try to sleep, disrupt your slumber
Try to buy, disrupt your numbers
On your grind, then watch them hunters
Trying to make it out the summer - YEAH!

I was born in the summer
I been here every summer

And when they ask me how to come up
I Tell'em grind for 31 Summerz

Spit & Shine for 31 Summerz
Grit & Shine for 31 Summerz

And when they ask me how to come up
I tell'em die for 31 Summerz

Turnt down 4 contracts, not because I'm unruly
The law high school in I wouldn't let'em screw me

Rookie in the game but I'm far from a newbie
Nor groupie, so don't group me with the loosies

My free smoke definitely worth a couple mill
Pen game definition of Quill, never mind how you feel

Casual fans careless for real skill
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Writer: Jayson Johnson, Parish DeBerry, Tone Jonez
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid


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