Gone For The Summer (feat. A Boogie wit da Hoodie)

It's Jaye R Gone for the summer, I You really buggin' out Gone for the summer, I Gone for the summer, yeah Gone for the summer Gone for the summer, gone for Gone for the summer, I Spent over a hunnid thousand You really buggin' out Thinkin' I can't be without you Gone for the summer now Came back with two hunnid thousand Shootouts in the summertime I was really around it Gone for the summer, I Spent over a hunnid thousand You really buggin' out Thinkin' I can't be without you Gone for the summer now I came back with two hunnid thousand Shootouts in the summertime I was really around it I never brag how real I keep it That's my best secret Nowadays they'll prolly leak it Just because you peep it, that don't mean you gotta speak it They say the ones who creep is comin' when you at your weakest I think I heard that on "Goodfellas" You make it out, now the hood jealous Stay on your toes like a foot fetish We go back to bacon, egg and cheeses at the hood deli And when I did the butter rolls I never put jelly No jealousy over no bread, yeah Hope that ain't go over your head That's word to Casanova, birds be gassed up over You askin' where they from, they actin' like you ask them over See, hoes think we all tryna bend their asses over But if the shoe fits, wear it with your Fashion Nova Look, once you corny then you stay corny And once it's fuck you, I'ma stay horny Gone (Gone) Gone for the summer, I Spent over a hunnid thousand You really buggin' out Thinkin' I can't be without you Gone for the summer now Came back with two hunnid thousand Shootouts in the summertime I was really around it Gone for the summer, I Spent over a hunnid thousand You really buggin' out Thinkin' I can't be without you Gone for the summer now I came back with two hunnid thousand Shootouts in the summertime I was really around it Let's keep it a hunnid, even Benjamin got a big head Money changes small faces into big heads We was doin' smalls 'til we got big bread Two words, "I'm gone" like Big said Everybody got a story to tell And everybody on this Earth is one story from Hell One story from Heaven, another story from reverends Always gone too soon, put the story together Put the A to the K, put the 4 to the 7 For the bread get blown out of your Jordan 11's Good times becomin' a new story or seven Then it's damn, damn, damn, Florida Evans You just say what you did, so your story alleged 20 years I did it, so my story is legend Don't want no beef, all your stories is veggie Heard 'bout my shooters, all the stories is Reggie Miller Gone for the summer, I (NY Killer) Spent over a hunnid thousand You really buggin' out Thinkin' I can't be without you Gone for the summer now Came back with two hunnid thousand Shootouts in the summertime I was really around it Gone for the summer, I Spent over a hunnid thousand You really buggin' out Thinkin' I can't be without you Gone for the summer now I came back with two hunnid thousand Shootouts in the summertime I was really around it Yo this might've been my coldest summer ever Sometime you feel cold even in the summer weather Sometime the dumb shit will make you come with something clever Sometime it gotta fall apart just to come together Life get puzzlin' but I made the pieces fit Try to pull my card but I made them pieces hit Never let you assholes make me a piece of shit Could've went to war but I made my peace with it Watch out who you pizza with 'Cause everybody want a slice of the pie But they won't sacrifice for this fly Told niggas life's a gamble, gotta roll the dice 'til you die And it cost to be the boss, guess the price was too high They ain't pay attention (Paid attention) Teams break up over player tension You ain't ready, gotta play the bench then VP's are playin' drenched in Ice water bath, Jeweler put my name in script, that's a ice autograph, nigga Cold summer with the pristine boys And that black and orange ride, fright fest thing boy Richard Millie rose gold on my left wing, boy Plain Jane ain't the flex, I'm investing, boy Gotta switch it up, on to the next thing, boy You wearing throwbacks, that's Mitchell & Ness thing, boy Lookin' like you wouldn't pass a diamond test thing, boy That shit fake in your ring, fuck you wrestling, boy? (Wrestling, boy) You gotta take it in blood And that's just how you feel when you make it from mud, my nigga Objections you could take to the judge I'm a grinder, not the one that break up the buzz, my nigga If you steal me, you gotta kill me Any real G gotta feel me See the chill me, that's the real me But when you force my hand I'ma play the cards you deal me Then I'm gone for the summer (Summer) Then I'm gone for the summer (Summer) I'm gone for the summer (Summer)