Summer time dreaming
I wonder what the limit is
Looking for the answers
Get distracted by The images
I hang on my wall
Like some shit that I'm proud of
Don't matter how far just as long as here what I'm out of
Lot of things that I'm out of
Not gone lie sometimes i let the clothes get too piled up
But lemme clean this pile up
Shit stepped in a pile of
Drive this bitch with what came in it we gone
Run the miles up
Wanna know if I'll be free to link I think I might be tied up
If not I'm prolly fried up
Headphones in my ears
And I'm gearing to turn it right up
I saw that pussy on the snap I had slide up
Now I got one night rider
Climbing up the ladder getting higher
Looking for some shit to inspire
Me
Requires me
Calls more often then dire need
I used to be so damn naive
Some so native
Everybody wanna super hero
Or saver
Purple Heart gold mind
Looking like a laker
Should gotta 2-4 printed on my chest
Looking for a sign I ain't seen I can check
Up to code
Down the road
Running with best
Outer space
Round globe
Where we going next
Giving 110 every time nothing less niggah
What did you expect niggah
You should you know you can never grow on bad ground
Like mayday mayday mayday It's going down
Roger that
If it ain't broke you won't ever see me bother that
Handful of miss calls
I might call'em back
Notepad full words that keep talking back
I be listening too
Even to you
Morning
And the evening too
Have even a clue
I do
Two or three
Don't gotta be
Easy does it
But easy doing don't get you nothing
Either you do it or somebody gone come do it for ya
I can't tell you how to figure it out
If you got too much going on you need to filter it out
F*ck some clout
Be the same niggah when it's no one around
Be the same niggah when it's the critics turn to crickets and bounce
Be the same niggah when the new people start coming around
Be the same niggah if you get a bag and learn how to count
Life a runway this a one way
We
Had a off night
In Hyundai
Pre rolls hella full
Gas tank on E
Never gave a f*ck what they think me
I d g a f Made myself clear that's why I left
Clear like Chrystal Hear what I said
Hang like sickles I'm above your head
I'm above that shit top bunk in the bed
Had bump in the trunk
Make you bump your head
Buck shot in the pump
Ain't Noo chump
Niggahs can't jump
If Yeen got legs
Smoking Marlboro reds
Need a menthol
F*cking witch'y'all
F*cking up my head
Bitches make up shit
Like A messed up bed
Call me a cornball niggah getting cornbread
Koal Plae - Intro Lyrics
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Summer time dreaming
I wonder what the limit is
Looking for the answers
Get distracted by The images
I hang on my wall
Like some shit that I'm proud of
Don't matter how far just as long as here what I'm out of
Lot of things that I'm out of
Not gone lie sometimes i let the clothes get too piled up
But lemme clean this pile up
Shit stepped in a pile of
Drive this bitch with what came in it we gone
Run the miles up
Wanna know if I'll be free to link I think I might be tied up
If not I'm prolly fried up
Headphones in my ears
And I'm gearing to turn it right up
I saw that pussy on the snap I had slide up
Now I got one night rider
Climbing up the ladder getting higher
Looking for some shit to inspire
Me
Requires me
Calls more often then dire need
I used to be so damn naive
Some so native
Everybody wanna super hero
Or saver
Purple Heart gold mind
Looking like a laker
Should gotta 2-4 printed on my chest
Looking for a sign I ain't seen I can check
Up to code
Down the road
Running with best
Outer space
Round globe
Where we going next
Giving 110 every time nothing less niggah
What did you expect niggah
You should you know you can never grow on bad ground
Like mayday mayday mayday It's going down
Roger that
If it ain't broke you won't ever see me bother that
Handful of miss calls
I might call'em back
Notepad full words that keep talking back
I be listening too
Even to you
Morning
And the evening too
Have even a clue
I do
Two or three
Don't gotta be
Easy does it
But easy doing don't get you nothing
Either you do it or somebody gone come do it for ya
I can't tell you how to figure it out
If you got too much going on you need to filter it out
F*ck some clout
Be the same niggah when it's no one around
Be the same niggah when it's the critics turn to crickets and bounce
Be the same niggah when the new people start coming around
Be the same niggah if you get a bag and learn how to count
Life a runway this a one way
We
Had a off night
In Hyundai
Pre rolls hella full
Gas tank on E
Never gave a f*ck what they think me
I d g a f Made myself clear that's why I left
Clear like Chrystal Hear what I said
Hang like sickles I'm above your head
I'm above that shit top bunk in the bed
Had bump in the trunk
Make you bump your head
Buck shot in the pump
Ain't Noo chump
Niggahs can't jump
If Yeen got legs
Smoking Marlboro reds
Need a menthol
F*cking witch'y'all
F*cking up my head
Bitches make up shit
Like A messed up bed
Call me a cornball niggah getting cornbread
I wonder what the limit is
Looking for the answers
Get distracted by The images
I hang on my wall
Like some shit that I'm proud of
Don't matter how far just as long as here what I'm out of
Lot of things that I'm out of
Not gone lie sometimes i let the clothes get too piled up
But lemme clean this pile up
Shit stepped in a pile of
Drive this bitch with what came in it we gone
Run the miles up
Wanna know if I'll be free to link I think I might be tied up
If not I'm prolly fried up
Headphones in my ears
And I'm gearing to turn it right up
I saw that pussy on the snap I had slide up
Now I got one night rider
Climbing up the ladder getting higher
Looking for some shit to inspire
Me
Requires me
Calls more often then dire need
I used to be so damn naive
Some so native
Everybody wanna super hero
Or saver
Purple Heart gold mind
Looking like a laker
Should gotta 2-4 printed on my chest
Looking for a sign I ain't seen I can check
Up to code
Down the road
Running with best
Outer space
Round globe
Where we going next
Giving 110 every time nothing less niggah
What did you expect niggah
You should you know you can never grow on bad ground
Like mayday mayday mayday It's going down
Roger that
If it ain't broke you won't ever see me bother that
Handful of miss calls
I might call'em back
Notepad full words that keep talking back
I be listening too
Even to you
Morning
And the evening too
Have even a clue
I do
Two or three
Don't gotta be
Easy does it
But easy doing don't get you nothing
Either you do it or somebody gone come do it for ya
I can't tell you how to figure it out
If you got too much going on you need to filter it out
F*ck some clout
Be the same niggah when it's no one around
Be the same niggah when it's the critics turn to crickets and bounce
Be the same niggah when the new people start coming around
Be the same niggah if you get a bag and learn how to count
Life a runway this a one way
We
Had a off night
In Hyundai
Pre rolls hella full
Gas tank on E
Never gave a f*ck what they think me
I d g a f Made myself clear that's why I left
Clear like Chrystal Hear what I said
Hang like sickles I'm above your head
I'm above that shit top bunk in the bed
Had bump in the trunk
Make you bump your head
Buck shot in the pump
Ain't Noo chump
Niggahs can't jump
If Yeen got legs
Smoking Marlboro reds
Need a menthol
F*cking witch'y'all
F*cking up my head
Bitches make up shit
Like A messed up bed
Call me a cornball niggah getting cornbread
Writer: Koalbe Simpson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid