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Just another vibe
Summers on The Southside
After '85 I was born I was live
Rooted in f-a-m and i, l and y
Like my brother David J. I was the quiet guy
Young and outside used to run to Popeyes
Couple wings, red drink with the biscuit and the fries
"Cornerstore" was everything kept us all alive
If ya bike ain't got stolen I bet somebody tried
Soul in my stride soles superfly
Even fought a couple times with my best friend Ty
Liked the same girl
We was innocent and blind
We was nine while the older boys dabbling in crime
But all of us combined determined to survive
31st is home to me sense of Black pride
No love for the swine
Do you wanna ride
Everyday out the stereo been playing Do or Die
Pac was a God I was crushed when he died
Forgetful if I cried but my tears never dried
Seen a rise of finger twisting in the sky
A lot of single women
Missing dads no surprise
Looking back it was all by design
At the bottom of the barrel only one way to climb
I reminisce and I miss the summertime
Aligned with a tribe didn't have to pick a side
Leaders in demand but we lacking the supply
Example was the jumpshot or who could spit a rhyme
To be a man there's more than one kind
I got the latest sneakers on
But I don't got a dime
All of us was broke fresh fits let us hide
From being criticized or feeling left behind
Everybody joked but we never crossed the line
On a homie with a mom that you know is getting high
Barbecues, birthdays, the 4th of July
Don't wanna miss the ice cream truck when it slides
Yea, it's bigger than a place to reside
I ain't lyin' so sublime
Summers on The Southside
