Lil Baby – Middle of the Summer Lyrics

Lil Baby – Middle of the Summer Lyrics
Middle of the Summer
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    "Middle of the Summer." - Lil Baby

    Album: The Leaks
    Track No: 09

    Yeah, yeah
    (Turn me up five)

    Tryna say I was fallin', now take a look at they faces (okay)
    Turnin' up on my ex, she tryna treat me like I'm basic
    You can tell if she mine if she rock three Cartier bracelets (I swear)
    Everyday buildin' an empire, they tryna build cases (I got beef with the feds)
    Life is eight, but I eat mo' chicken, these niggas ho trippin'
    I don't gotta have security, long as the bro with me
    When you get this type of money, you gotta lose all feelings

    I showed brodem how to handle business but they still with it
    I know Chalance since he was in elementary school, he still with me
    I was sleepin' in the car that hit with me and all the addicts
    I was happy for a G-SHOCK watch, now it's a Patek
    Hope you know success don't fall in your hand, you gotta grab it
    I was deep inside a dope hole, I was a lost soul
    I wasn't even a hundred pounds, I put the hood on my shoulders
    Thuggin' a hundred pounds, I hit the hood and took over

    I was young, but I went gone, ain't never been no pushover
    Papi ain't poppin' no Percs, it's been three years, he still sober
    They'll be happy if I stop, but I can't stop, I'm still growin'
    Fell in love with a thot, but it's my fault 'cause I know better
    Middle of the summer in Atlanta, I'm still a cold nigga, yeah

    She see that I'm goin' up, she tryna spin the block
    One of the members just got shot, we gotta spin they block
    We got shooters every corner, they can't spin our block
    Spin our block, spin our block
    She tryna spin her block, she can't spin her block
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (spin her block)

    Ain't been gettin' sleep much, I can't let my dreams die
    Rappin' ass kingpin, gotta keep my team fly
    I made it, granny, I broke the curse, the streets took the time for the worst
    I was broke, I wanted it bad, I still got that same urge
    She hate when I drank Syrup, keep me on track, I thank her
    Fame came and changed up, even lost the one I love
    Now I'ma be the same person?

    Pulled out the Cybertruck today just to get my kids' car
    Ain't gon' say it, but ask these niggas what I did for 'em
    I broke all type of records, and I'm still goin'
    Niggas hate, they try to hide it, but it is still showin'
    I been standin' out in the way, I don't deal with 'em
    And I feel better

    She see that I'm goin' up, she tryna spin the block
    One of the members just got shot, we gotta spin they block
    We got shooters every corner, they can't spin our block
    Spin our block, spin our block
    She tryna spin her block, she can't spin her block
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (spin her block)

    The last time we talked was the last time for a reason
    Yeah, yeah

    Writer(s): Andyr, Getro, Lil Baby, T5 (Producer), ZtheSavage.

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