Summertime

Summertime Lyrics

Meek Mill, Fabolous, Mustard

[Intro: Meek Mill]
R.I.P to all the young n***as that couldn't make it here
Ain't no love in the summertime

[Hook: All Steezy]
I'm kinda hot right now
I think I'll let the clock wind down
We must've hit the finish line, cause
Ain't no love in the summertime (x7)

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Ain't no love in the summertime
Where young n***as dying for a pair of number nine
Jordans, They got it scorching on the other side
Ever see a n***a get murdered and see his mother cry
Prolly one of the reasons I never cried
Trying to ball for a hundred summers and never die
Last time I seen my daddy I had to tell him bye
Rolling down in the ground mama couldn't tell me why
So I was on the corner all them late nights
Young n***a out there swimming with the great whites
Cops always shining on me like a stage light
It wasn't no time for stage fright
n***as busting, medics rushing clearing the scene
Young n***as was dying boy I pray its never my team
So we out here strapping
Before this rapping I was trapping
I'm talking middle of summer when n***as get put in caskets oh!

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Lil' Snupe]
My momma had me young and my daddy he was gone to the pen
So I grew up thuggin' with my friends chasing ends
Hopefully sit in a Benz
Rapping just what I live swear its no need to pretend
I been outchea long, daddy he was gone
And what's crazy about that I don't know when he coming home
But that don't stop sh*t I still be in my f**king zone
I've been the king of this sh*t give me my motherf**king throne
n***a If I could go back I wouldn't rewind sh*t
I started taking over n***as got behind quick
Then friends started switching, b*t*hes start acting different
But I can't get off my mission guess its just my ambition

[Hook]

About Summertime

Summertime is taken from the album "Summertime Shootout 3: Coldest Summer Ever" by Meek Mill, Fabolous, Mustard. It has a duration of 03:16. The genres of this track are: Gangster Rap, Hip Hop, Pop Rap, Rap, Trap.