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Hello Summer II Video (MV)




Performed By: Jules
Language: English
Length: 4:46
Written by: Julius Williams




Jules - Hello Summer II Lyrics
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Yeah
Two
The calm before the storm
Penning my life behind these bars and these beats that I prescribe
So when I'm dead and gone, I hope they keep me alive
Gave the real and never lied, so if you shying
From the truth, then I guess we both from a different tribe
I never let this slip, cross my Ts and dot my Is
Contemplating on ways of breaking out this nine to five
Staring in the mirror and I question, "Who am I?"
Five years I been living, and I never felt alive
But how can I quit when these bills won't go away
And these Amscot advances gotta end up getting paid
It's funny how a sure thing can seem so uncertain
Tell me how can I shine when I can't see past the curtains
I'm searching for answers but can barely scratch the surface
And this four year degree is becoming more worthless
'Cause this world still schooling me, maybe I should try that foolery
And start baring arms like I'm shirtless, nah
Lost some cousins to that steel, that hurts still
Plus, the act of getting served never really serves a purpose
I take refuge in how this pad and snare feel
Only place I feel saved besides the pews in the churches, so
Dear sanctuary, sanctuary
In this life of decisions, tell me what's first and secondary
'Cause I seen my friend and brother get married the same weekend
Meanwhile, me and my girl are barely even speaking
Man, new beginnings and harsh endings
What a contrast, deep like a bomb pass
The focus less on her and more to my craft
So the music's one of the reasons we probably won't last
But at this point, it's now or whatever
Which got me dodging her question, "Is this now or forever?"
We all make mistakes, tell me who has it all together
Times when we not together, when it all comes together
So please forgive me for my selfish ways
See a better version of myself when I'm self engaged, and trust
It's therapeutic when I spew it in the music
You would think the boy was Jewish how the flow could save-me
From self-destruction
Get on the beat and start to black out like a light concussion
I think I'm working with something
So Lord knows I gotta chase this dream
I'm just here to give you the story of what happens in between
Ayo Ju, man
This ****
Every song you done put out so far, man, its guaranteed
It's just, it's quality music, man
That's what the industry need to hear
That's what we need to hear, man
I'm proud of you, man
Keep going
Keep going
Gotcha
Time to have a little bit of fun
Coming live from 40,000 feet
It's 40k, all day, better level up to me
King James in the lane, come and test your luck, rookie
Here to bring the pain, be my pleasure, come and push me like that
So I'm back again, back again
Time to bring the action in
Greatness, only thing I put my practice in
Swear that's all I stand for like an acronym
Flow so trill I should patent it
Never serve bubble rap when I package it
Blows by the truckload when the track is sent
In other words, you all better pack it in
Boy, I been on point, where your axis went
I swear that previous was just a lay up line
I lay up fine, Gervin when I lay up mine
Here to only bring doubt to those made up minds
And that's for anyone out tryna take what's mine
Don't call this backpack rap, you can back track that
Produced and written by, I want those ASCAP plaques
Give you crack by the pound, you can hashtag that, so
Shimmy ya, shimmy ya, shimmy ya, aye
Killing every beat that you sending my way
Slicker than a perm on a pimp on Friday
And a smooth operator like a kin to Sade
Do it how you do it, I'm a do it my way
And this king will never flop like a benched Vlade
This my gift, ain't a vibe like this
Since Goodie Mob or Aquemini, '98
Wrote these next few bars on a flight from B-More
Hoping one day they will be more
Than some thoughts I would only share with me or
Someone I would go to war or scheme for
I put my soul through this tracklist
Sorry for those that's been asking
"Why has the album been absent?"
Hope I don't lose none of you, but if do, rather few than the masses
Facts is (Yeah)
First impressions are everything, so my time I'll take (Time I'll take, yeah)
Here to give you music you could never deny that's great (Deny that's great, yeah)
But lately been thinking I should drop it now, why wait? (Now, why wait? Yeah)
And watch the kid go and give 'em hell for Heaven's sake
And I got something to prove
I got the world to gain but got it all to lose
And that's the game I play, I bet my odds in twos
I know you getting impatient and the album's due, so
Ht21 rebmetpeS gnimoc leeF ehT
Wait, let me translate
I said that's The Feel, coming September 12th
Jules, time to set the city straight
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Yeah
Two
The calm before the storm
Penning my life behind these bars and these beats that I prescribe
So when I'm dead and gone, I hope they keep me alive
Gave the real and never lied, so if you shying
From the truth, then I guess we both from a different tribe
I never let this slip, cross my Ts and dot my Is
Contemplating on ways of breaking out this nine to five
Staring in the mirror and I question, "Who am I?"
Five years I been living, and I never felt alive
But how can I quit when these bills won't go away
And these Amscot advances gotta end up getting paid
It's funny how a sure thing can seem so uncertain
Tell me how can I shine when I can't see past the curtains
I'm searching for answers but can barely scratch the surface
And this four year degree is becoming more worthless
'Cause this world still schooling me, maybe I should try that foolery
And start baring arms like I'm shirtless, nah
Lost some cousins to that steel, that hurts still
Plus, the act of getting served never really serves a purpose
I take refuge in how this pad and snare feel
Only place I feel saved besides the pews in the churches, so
Dear sanctuary, sanctuary
In this life of decisions, tell me what's first and secondary
'Cause I seen my friend and brother get married the same weekend
Meanwhile, me and my girl are barely even speaking
Man, new beginnings and harsh endings
What a contrast, deep like a bomb pass
The focus less on her and more to my craft
So the music's one of the reasons we probably won't last
But at this point, it's now or whatever
Which got me dodging her question, "Is this now or forever?"
We all make mistakes, tell me who has it all together
Times when we not together, when it all comes together
So please forgive me for my selfish ways
See a better version of myself when I'm self engaged, and trust
It's therapeutic when I spew it in the music
You would think the boy was Jewish how the flow could save-me
From self-destruction
Get on the beat and start to black out like a light concussion
I think I'm working with something
So Lord knows I gotta chase this dream
I'm just here to give you the story of what happens in between
Ayo Ju, man
This ****
Every song you done put out so far, man, its guaranteed
It's just, it's quality music, man
That's what the industry need to hear
That's what we need to hear, man
I'm proud of you, man
Keep going
Keep going
Gotcha
Time to have a little bit of fun
Coming live from 40,000 feet
It's 40k, all day, better level up to me
King James in the lane, come and test your luck, rookie
Here to bring the pain, be my pleasure, come and push me like that
So I'm back again, back again
Time to bring the action in
Greatness, only thing I put my practice in
Swear that's all I stand for like an acronym
Flow so trill I should patent it
Never serve bubble rap when I package it
Blows by the truckload when the track is sent
In other words, you all better pack it in
Boy, I been on point, where your axis went
I swear that previous was just a lay up line
I lay up fine, Gervin when I lay up mine
Here to only bring doubt to those made up minds
And that's for anyone out tryna take what's mine
Don't call this backpack rap, you can back track that
Produced and written by, I want those ASCAP plaques
Give you crack by the pound, you can hashtag that, so
Shimmy ya, shimmy ya, shimmy ya, aye
Killing every beat that you sending my way
Slicker than a perm on a pimp on Friday
And a smooth operator like a kin to Sade
Do it how you do it, I'm a do it my way
And this king will never flop like a benched Vlade
This my gift, ain't a vibe like this
Since Goodie Mob or Aquemini, '98
Wrote these next few bars on a flight from B-More
Hoping one day they will be more
Than some thoughts I would only share with me or
Someone I would go to war or scheme for
I put my soul through this tracklist
Sorry for those that's been asking
"Why has the album been absent?"
Hope I don't lose none of you, but if do, rather few than the masses
Facts is (Yeah)
First impressions are everything, so my time I'll take (Time I'll take, yeah)
Here to give you music you could never deny that's great (Deny that's great, yeah)
But lately been thinking I should drop it now, why wait? (Now, why wait? Yeah)
And watch the kid go and give 'em hell for Heaven's sake
And I got something to prove
I got the world to gain but got it all to lose
And that's the game I play, I bet my odds in twos
I know you getting impatient and the album's due, so
Ht21 rebmetpeS gnimoc leeF ehT
Wait, let me translate
I said that's The Feel, coming September 12th
Jules, time to set the city straight
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Julius Williams
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