Lyrics Rick Ross – Summer 17
You scared to die nigga?
Open your eyes wide.(summer 17)
Im out on bars so I gotta beat it
All the dope boys say they wanna be me
I got a lick boy, I got a lick
2017 trust me boy , this one is it
I used to smoke the weed until my fingers burn
Pool of b*tches f*cking me, I got em’ taking turns
My nigga bought the stick but you wanna fade
May runnin’ in the bank a residential thing
All my niggas mad they like f*ck the world
Back to standin’ on the Ave with a couple birds
If you a killer well I’m tryna see
Cause calling the police is the only thing free
I had to park that purple Lamborghini
And pull that chevy back on out the ..
I’m from the city where they kill for nothin’
And all Renzel do is push a button
I want my niggas rich by summer 17. (x4)
I pulled my pistol then I say my name
I know you scared but repeat your game
You off to hell when you see them flames
Now pray for me cause I had did some things.
Got on my necklaces as I’m sittin in the draw
Im livin reckless and it never stop
Thats why im beefin’ with a nigga that live right up the block
A body fall I might just ..
Your moneys gone thats why im runnin’ round
They put my rhymes in the New York timesss.